Chapter 167 Mr. Murray, Penelope was very dirty.

Penelope truly felt that Kemp had reached the pinnacle of unreasonableness. She gritted her teeth in secret, "Kemp, I can't possibly follow you! Ethan is innocent. Even if someone has killed, the police need to see evidence and hear the criminal's defense. Ethan did nothing wrong, so why can't you give us a chance to prove our innocence?!"

"Innocent?"

Kemp laughed, Penelope dared not think, that such a gentle face could also turn into the devilish appearance at that moment.

"Penelope, you're worthy of such a luxury as innocence?!"

"Penelope, I gave you the chance, but you refused to save this cripple!"

In Kemp's pitch-black eyes, the coldness was even more intense, like black cold jade soaked in a thousand-year-old cold pool. The thought that he had even threatened her by gouging out the cripple's eyes, yet she still refused to follow him, made the hatred in his heart impossible to suppress.

He abruptly turned his face, his eyes cold as ice, no longer able to see the light.

"Dig out the eyeball of this cripple for me!"

"No!" Penelope screamed, her voice tearing through the air. She gathered all her strength, trying to push Kemp away, wanting to go save Ethan.

She had barely managed to push Kemp away, but her body was rudely thrown to the ground by him. Her ankle was severely twisted, and for a moment, she couldn't even get up.

"Ethan!"

The faint, cold gleam emanating from the knife in Kemp's hand stung Penelope's eyes.

She ignored the pain in her body, gritted her teeth and struggled to get up from the ground. But she was too far from Ethan, even if she got up, she couldn't stop Kemp's men from acting.

In Penelope's heart, the pain was so intense that she felt powerless.

Her Ethan survived, it was to embrace a brand new brilliant life, how could he become a blind man who could never see the light!

The expression on Ethan's face was surprisingly calm.

Penelope knew, he must have been scared.

Such a small child, with a knife pressed to the corner of his eye, how could he possibly not be scared!

However, even though his body was trembling incessantly, he did not cry, let alone scream.

But was staring intently at Kemp without blinking.

It seemed as if one could see another person through him.

"Uncle Kemp......"

Ethan's tears silently rolled down from the corners of his eyes, his voice was soft, carrying a heartbreaking ethereal quality.

"Uncle Kemp, I don't blame you," Mom said, "you just forgot about us."

After saying this, Ethan closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Kemp truly felt that even if he had gouged out the eyes of this ungrateful cripple, it would have been deserved. Yet for some reason, when he heard Ethan say that he didn't blame him, his heart ached as if a metal claw had been thrust into it, tearing his heart to shreds.

The cold, gleaming knife was suddenly raised, illuminating the malice on the face of the knife holder. Penelope thought that Ethan's eyeballs would be gouged out immediately. However, to her surprise, the knife in that person's hand clattered to the ground.

Everett.

Penelope stared blankly at the tall and handsome man in front of her, who seemed like a god descending from the heavens. She really hadn't expected Everett to come back.

Everett came back, ostensibly to retrieve his suit jacket he had left at Penelope's small apartment. In reality, getting his jacket was just an excuse; he wanted to see her again.

However, he never expected that he would see this scene as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the community.

"Uncle Everett..." Ethan opened his eyes, blinking in disbelief. Clearly, he hadn't expected that his eyesight could be preserved.

"Ethan!" Penelope stumbled towards Ethan, pulling him forcefully into her arms. She rested her chin on top of his little head, murmuring over and over, "Ethan, my Ethan..."

"Mom, I'm okay, don't cry." Ethan maturely wiped away the tears from Penelope's eyes, "Mom, when you cry, it hurts Ethan's heart."

Upon hearing Ethan's words, Penelope's tears fell even more fiercely.

Her Ethan, so sensible!

But her sensible Ethan was always being hurt mercilessly by others!

Feeling the warmth of the tiny person in her arms, Penelope became even more determined in her belief that Penelope and Lola would never be able to turn the tides again.

The influence of the Hilliard family, the Spencer family, and the Hunter family was too great. Even if she hid Ethan under a false name, given enough time, Lola and the others would definitely find out that Ethan was still alive.

They wouldn't let Ethan go.

She wanted her Ethan to have a carefree life, and she could only, in her lifetime, completely clear all the obstacles in front of him!

"Mr. Murray?!" Kemp hadn't expected Everett to suddenly appear at this time.

A heavy gloom had settled on his face, "Mr. Murray, if you don't want to be my enemy, Kemp, stay out of tonight's affairs!"

"Mr. Kemp, I really can't stay out of tonight's matter!" Everett's face was as calm as water, and even his voice didn't fluctuate much. But there was an overriding nobility about him that made people can't help but look up to him.

"Mr. Murray, were you planning to stand up for this shameless woman and this cripple tonight?!"

Kemp's gaze, gloomily swept over Penelope's face, then, was tinged with obvious contempt.

"Mr. Murray, a woman who has been kept by men multiple times, a woman who is promiscuous, can also be favored by you. Your judgment, it's really not good!"

Due to the intense humiliation and embarrassment, Penelope's back stiffened uncontrollably.

She really hadn't expected that Kemp would be so despicable as to tell Everett, right to his face, that she was being kept by Zackary.

She indeed had no romantic feelings for Everett, nor had she ever thought of seducing him or pleasing him. However, he had given her warmth and helped her. She really didn't want to leave such a dirty impression on someone who had rarely given her warmth.

More importantly, Ethan was still here.

Everett's precious brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, "Mr. Kemp, I, Everett, do not need your judgment on my vision! On the contrary, Mr. Kemp, you repeatedly target a woman, your demeanor truly amazes me!"

"Me, against her?" Kemp laughed, "Ha! Would I be against her if it wasn't for her and this cripple constantly hurting my Penny?"

"Mr. Murray, I'm laying it out here, no one is going to save this cripple tonight! He hurt my Penny, he must pay the price!"

"Mr. Kemp, you really do think you're above the law!" Everett lazily lifted his eyelids, immovable as a mountain, carrying an air of contempt for the world. "I'll make it clear today, anyone who dares to harm Penelope and Ethan tonight will be making an enemy of me, Everett!"

Hearing Everett's words, Kemp burst into laughter out of anger.

A woman, if she hadn't offered a man certain benefits with her body, would he have been so devoted to her, fighting bravely for her?!

Penelope, too, would pretend to be a chaste and virtuous woman in front of him!

The surging anger completely twisted the hatred in Kemp's heart.

On his handsome face, as cold as jade, he wore the most biting sarcasm, "Mr. Murray, I kindly advise you, Penelope is dirty, touch her, you'll get sick!"