Chapter 111 Penelope, did you really like Kemp that much?!

Zackary hesitated slightly, but still picked up the SLR camera from the ground.

The DSLR camera was still on, it must have been recently used by someone to admire the photos inside. Zackary casually pressed a button, and the small screen of the DSLR lit up again.

Seeing the unbearable photo on the screen, he was so angry that he almost smashed the SLR camera to pieces.

Penelope had also noticed Zackary's actions. She knew the extent of the photos in the SLR, and in reality, she didn't want Zackary to see them.

Even though he repeatedly called her dirty, she was still somewhat afraid that he thought she was dirty.

However, thinking that he was no longer her Zack, Penelope didn't bother to stop him.

Anyway, she had already been covered in filth, a little more really didn't matter.

Penelope had originally wanted to leave this little cabin, to get far away from Zackary, but now she was in so much pain that she couldn't move at all.

Unable to leave, she could only numbly close her eyes, not thinking about the upcoming storm.

Due to experiencing too many unpleasant events in his childhood and suffering from severe autism, Zackary's mental health was indeed not very sound.

He was obsessive, he was violent, he was cold, but that didn't mean he was stupid.

His memory was exceptionally good. Even if he hadn't paid particular attention, upon seeing these photos, he could instantly recall that these were the men by the cliff edge that day.

He didn't know the truth of that day, but Penelope was convinced that they had killed Corona. She cared so much about Corona, how could she possibly get involved with those men in an unclear manner!

These photos, they couldn't have been taken by Penelope willingly, they must have been forced by them!

Having established this, Zackary was able to understand the causes and effects of many things today.

That phone call today, Penelope really was asking him for help, it's just that Kemp beat him to it, playing the hero and saving the damsel in distress, to whom he then gave his heart.

Thinking of Penelope being bullied and oppressed, Zackary's heart ached terribly. But when he thought of her shamelessly offering herself to Kemp, even willing to be his secret lover, his heart twisted with thorough hatred.

He spent a hundred million, yet she was unwilling to be Zackary's mistress. Instead, she was eager to be Kemp's secret lover. How could she be so cheap!

"Bang!"

Zackary heavily smashed his SLR camera on the ground, and with that sound, Penelope's heart skipped a beat.

On his face, there was an uncontrollable fury, clearly a sign of an impending storm. The words he spoke were exceptionally cold.

"Penelope, did you like Kemp that much?!"

Penelope was too lazy to explain her relationship with Kemp to Zackary, she simply kept silent.

Zackary, however, took her silence as consent. He kicked out, shattering the SLR camera on the ground.

Seeing Penelope's face still expressionless and numb, Zackary's heart was filled with even more burning rage.

He looked down at her from a lofty position, unparalleled in his nobility, cold and intimidating, "Penelope, so this is the extent of your feelings for Lyman!"

"I truly felt sorrow for Lyman!"

He felt even more sorrow for himself.

The only time in his life he fell in love with a woman, he took such a big fall, that he never wished to treat anyone sincerely again in his life.

Hearing Zackary mention Lyman, some expression finally appeared on Penelope's face. But as for judging her relationship with Lyman, Zackary was not qualified!

"Mr. Spencer, how I feel about Mr. Hilliard, who I like, it's none of your business! Mr. Spencer, I just hope, you won't appear in front of me again!"

"Mr. Spencer, you always called me cheap, thought I was dirty, even disgusting. In my heart, weren't you the same?"

"Penelope!"

Zackary's brutality poured out, almost turning him into a demon. Suddenly, he thought of something, and the cold mockery gradually returned to his eyes.

He glanced at the DSLR scattered on the ground. Indeed, it was a sorry sight in his hands, but its memory card was perfectly intact.

He slowly squatted down, and in an instant, a dark aura completely enveloped him.

He held the not-so-large memory card between his fingertips, then, he gently hooked his lip towards Penelope, "Penelope, what do you think, how would Lyman react when he wakes up and sees the photos in this memory card?!"

Penelope's little face instantly turned as white as if it had been painted, her lips trembling non-stop with hatred.

She thought that it was Lola who was pushing her towards a dead end, step by step.

In fact, the person who ultimately drove her into a corner was only Zackary.

Biting her lip hard, Penelope didn't allow herself to roar out loud. She was already embarrassed enough, she didn't want to give Zackary more satisfaction.

The Zack of the past was her knight, her salvation. The Zack of the present, however, was the demon who pushed her into the depths of hell! He was her enemy for all eternity!

She gripped the edge of the bed tightly, exerting all her strength to get up and get off the bed, intending to snatch the memory card from Zackary's hand.

Came up empty-handed.

It seemed like my heart was also empty.

"Zackary, you gave me back the memory card!"

She was Penelope, and even if she was covered in filth, she didn't want the whole world to know just how dirty she was.

Zackary actually wasn't that despicable, he would show Lyman what was on this memory card, or make it known to the world.

In the photo, Penelope was scantily clad. Although her key parts were still covered, the thought of her being seen like this by several men drove Zackary mad. How could he possibly show this kind of photo of her to others again!

But he just couldn't stand seeing Penelope caring so much about Lyman, he couldn't stand her caring about any other man, so, that's why he acted so terribly!

"What, afraid you can't play the virtuous woman in front of Lyman?!"

Zackary sneered coldly, like a demon lord born from bloodshed, "But Penelope, I clearly saw you enjoying yourself with those men!"

She really enjoyed...

Penelope was so embarrassed that she almost died, she didn't care about offending Zackary, he would directly expose the photos.

She shoved him hard, "Zackary, why don't you let a few men force themselves on you! I'd like to see if you enjoy it!"

Seeing Penelope's aggressive demeanor, he suddenly remembered the cute and soft little girl from four years ago, who would occasionally bare her teeth and claws at him.

It felt like a lifetime ago.

In the moment he was lost in thought, Penelope had already bundled up her coat and was stumbling towards the outside of the cabin. "Zackary, show whoever you want what's on the memory card! I don't care anymore! I don't care at all!"

"I said, I won't be threatened by you anymore! Whether you ruin me or kill me, don't ever think about threatening me again!"

Penelope had just stepped out of the cabin when she suddenly felt a sharp pain. She realized that she had been forcefully pinned against the just-closed wooden door by Zackary.

A coldness spread across his eyes, yet flames seemed to burn within them. It was as if the icy chill sought to freeze people, while the fierce fire threatened to consume them.

The danger was inexplicable.