Chapter 158 He Couldn't Help Falling for Penelope

Zackary's eyes darkened like water in an instant. Suddenly, he let out a low, mocking laugh, lit a cigarette, and exhaled smoke.

Bryson had never expected Everett to suddenly appear here. His arrogant demeanor hadn't had time to fade, coupled with his instantly frozen expression, it looked unspeakably ridiculous.

"Everett was too... too..."

"What a disappointment!" The woman was waiting for her husband to severely discipline Penelope. Seeing him suddenly become so defeated, her temper flared, barely able to contain herself.

She pointed at Penelope's nose and scolded, "A shameless vixen and a lame duck nobody wants, who gave you the courage to offend my precious son?! I'm giving you one last chance, kneel on the ground and apologize to my son! Otherwise, I'll make you cry your eyes out!"

The number of parents picking up their children was increasing, and many of them, with a strong sense of justice, couldn't stand to see that woman and Bryson acting so arrogantly.

But feeling indignant was one thing, actually standing up for justice was another. After all, Bryson and that woman were obviously wealthy from their attire, and no one wanted to offend them lightly.

"Who did you make kneel?" Everett moved his lips slightly. His voice was clearly soft, yet it carried an invisible pressure that poured out, making people feel nervous and breathless for no reason.

The woman lifted her face to glance at Everett. She wasn't blind either. With one look at him, she knew he must be of high status.

She was certain that Penelope and Ethan could not possibly know such a noble person, and her confidence instantly became somewhat stronger.

She shouted at the top of her lungs, dramatically exclaiming, "Of course, make that fox spirit who only knows how to seduce men and that cripple kneel! So what if she has a seductive face? Having a stupid cripple that looks like a penguin, she still can't keep a man!"

"Yes, stupid cripple! A stupid cripple with no father's love!" With his mother backing him up, Bryson's son stood particularly straight. He maliciously stuck his tongue out at Ethan, "Stupid cripple, stinky disabled! Your mother has no shame! You deserve to be abandoned! A cripple without a father is really pitiful, a cripple without a father has no one to love, a cripple without a father has no shame..."

"Who did you say was fatherless?" Everett interrupted Bryson's son's words coldly, the powerful aura emanating from him scared him into shrinking into his mother's arms in an instant.

Everett suddenly appeared, and Bryson was indeed a bit nervous. However, having been in the workplace for many years, he quickly regained his composure.

He knew that Everett indeed had a good impression of Penelope. However, even the best impression could be destroyed.

Thinking of the aftermath of Everett's ruined impression of Penelope, the endorsement of Throne could fall onto Lola, and he could reap the benefits she promised him, Bryson couldn't help but feel a bit smitten.

He took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to meet Everett's gaze, "Mr. Murray, the child George is talking about is Penelope!"

"Mr. Murray, you may not be aware, but Penelope's personal life is a mess. We don't even know who the father of this child is, some random man she's been fooling around with. We, the Throne, absolutely cannot have a spokesperson with such a scandalous background!"

"And this little cripple... You can tell he has no upbringing! If he had any manners, he wouldn't have bullied our little Hong like this! No wonder even his own father doesn't want him!"

Bryson's words were truly unpleasant, but there was one point that Penelope couldn't deny.

Indeed, Ethan's biological father didn't want him.

Even if his own father didn't want him, in her heart, he would always be the most precious treasure in the world.

"Sweetie, hit him! Hit him hard! This lame orphan dared to hit you, now, you hit him back hard!" Bryson's wife stood with her hands on her hips, looking like a fierce shrew.

Penelope had shielded Ethan behind her, just as she was about to continue arguing with Bryson and the others on the basis of reason, Everett's clear and cold voice echoed in the air again.

"He had a father."

"Mr. Murray, I knew this little cripple didn't just pop out of a crack in the rocks! But, with his character, even if he had a father, his father definitely wouldn't be anything good..."

"I was his father!"

The sound of Bryson came to an abrupt halt. He stared in disbelief, his eyes wide open. Thinking of what he had just said, his face was instantly filled with horror.

He said that the father of the little lame boy was no good.

And just now, Mr. Murray said, he was the father of that little lame boy...

Bryson's legs went weak.

Bryson weakly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "South... Mr. Murray, what... what did you just say? You... you said you are the father of this little cripple? Are... are you joking?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Everett retorted. Upon hearing his words, Bryson collapsed onto the ground with a thud.

At first, Bryson's wife felt somewhat disappointed in her husband for not being more assertive, but as she heard him repeatedly addressing Mr. Murray, she instantly understood Everett's identity.

Mr. Murray's name was well-known, as famous as thunder. However, he was so mysterious in his daily life that no media had ever published his photo. Therefore, everyone knew his name, but no one knew what he looked like.

Thinking about how she had just been shouting at the little lame boy and even forced him to kneel, Bryson's wife also began to feel weak in the knees.

"Mr. Murray, you..." Penelope weakly looked at Everett, she really didn't expect that he would help her to this extent.

But she, didn't want to owe him too many favors.

Hearing Penelope's voice, Everett snapped back to reality. Seeing Penelope being bullied truly upset him, but he hadn't expected that he would actually utter such words just now.

You should know, he despised women as a species, and the idea of becoming a father? That was even more of a fool's dream.

However, after saying these words, he found that he wasn't too repulsed by the idea of Penelope becoming a parent.

It seemed that after meeting Penelope, he, who had always been cold and indifferent, was becoming less and less like himself.

"Mr. Murray, I was wrong, I failed to recognize the importance of your young master!" Bryson apologized nervously to Everett, "Mr. Murray, I truly didn't mean to belittle you or your young master!"

"Even if the young master was lame, he was still outstanding... No, what I mean is, the young master was truly too good, too excellent, he had the air of his father!"

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Bryson's son looked at his own father arrogantly and incomprehensibly, "Why are you praising this little cripple? What's so great about this little cripple? He's clearly just a stupid cripple!"

Bryson, frightened, hurriedly covered his precious son's mouth. His lips twitched from his forced smile, "Mr. Murray, don't listen to George's nonsense! The young master is clearly the best child! He doesn't know any better, he's just talking nonsense!"

Everett had no time to waste on Bryson's nonsense. He just stared at him with a cold gaze, speaking in a tone that left no room for doubt, "Apologize to Penelope!"