Chapter 192 All the filth could only belong to Penelope!

Zackary knew that Lola's demands were not unreasonable.

But he, couldn't do it.

"Lola, you're not well, you need to rest," Zackary gently pried open Lola's hand, swiftly pulled open the hospital room door, his long legs striding out, heading straight for the elevator.

Lola remained in the same position as when she had just held Zackary, standing still in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

Even the clothes that had fallen on the ground were forgotten to be picked up and worn.

It wasn't until Ruby pushed the door open that Lola suddenly snapped back to reality.

She went mad, pulling the scattered clothes on the floor onto herself.

Her teeth were grinding, making a grating noise. The intense hatred had already completely twisted her into a demon.

"Penelope!"

Lola's voice, unprecedentedly malicious, gave Ruby goosebumps all over his body.

Ruby gathered his courage and spoke, "Lola, is there anything that you need me to do?"

"Tomorrow, I will hold a press conference to prove my innocence!"

"Also, I was determined to make sure Penelope would never be able to turn things around! Even if she wasn't the one who leaked this video, I was going to pin it on her! I wanted her dead! I wanted her to be beyond redemption!"

"Lola, rest assured, I will handle everything you've entrusted to me," Ruby was Lola's most loyal henchman, but at this moment, looking at Lola's ferocious appearance, she still found it quite frightening.

She made an excuse about contacting a reporter, grabbed her phone, and quickly moved out of Lola's line of sight.

Lola yelled at Ruby, then fiercely threw her pillow on the ground. Still feeling unsatisfied, she grabbed her phone and started to call Ralph.

Almost immediately, Ralph picked up the phone.

"My dear Lola, everyone already knows about us. Why don't we just make it public?"

"Publicize my ass!" Lola cursed outright, "Ralph, if you dare to go out and talk nonsense, from then on, we're done!"

"I won't tell! I won't tell! My dear Lola, as long as you're happy, I'm willing to do whatever you ask of me!"

"I want Penelope dead! I can't wait any longer! I want her to die immediately! Ralph, help me, I want a world without Penelope!"

How could Ralph bear to see Lola in such distress? He hurriedly tried to comfort her, "Lola, don't worry. By tomorrow, at the latest, I will find a way to send Penelope to heaven! If I can't make sure Penelope is dead this time, I'll come to see you with my head in my hands!"

Having received Ralph's promise, Lola finally felt somewhat relieved.

Tomorrow, the day when Lola turned the tables and Penelope met her tragic end, was destined to be a day worth remembering!

During the four years she spent in the dungeon, Penelope's left arm was almost ruined by the torment from Lola and Ralph. It was only after Xavier treated her that she could exert a little strength with her left hand.

But this morning, Penelope still didn't want to cook her own breakfast.

Her hand, stepped on too hard by Kemp, hurt so much that even a slight movement was agonizing. In her current state, she really couldn't make breakfast.

After a quick wash, Penelope went to the fast food restaurant outside the community for breakfast.

She had been closely following the progress of the Lola video incident, and while waiting for breakfast, she casually browsed through some entertainment news.

After a night of brewing, Lola was scolded even worse.

The waiter had already served breakfast, and Penelope was about to put her phone aside to focus on eating, when she accidentally clicked on a video.

Lola held a press conference, the video of which was broadcast live.

Lola's self-healing ability was really strong. Last night, she swallowed sleeping pills in an attempt to commit suicide, suffering unbearably. This morning, after applying makeup, she still looked radiant.

In the video, Lola was wearing a pure white dress. She was already good at pretending to be innocent, and wearing such a pure color, she looked like a little white flower that had emerged from the mud without being stained.

This video incident was so explosive, the reporters couldn't wait to get the biggest exclusive.

As soon as Lola appeared, the reporters surrounded her, vying to ask questions.

"Ms. Hilliard, did you hold a press conference today to admit that the woman in the video was you?!"

"What did Mr. Spencer say about this matter? Have you guys already broken up?"

"Ms. Hilliard, did you have any plans to be with Mr. Ralph?"

"Ms. Hilliard, recalling the praises you once received, being called the cleanest woman in the entertainment industry, don't you find it ironic?!"

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Facing the relentless pursuit of the reporters, there was not a trace of panic on Lola's delicately made-up face.

On her face, there was a suppressed sense of grievance, as if, the whole world had hurt her.

She spoke into the microphone, neither humble nor arrogant, "In my life, I will never break up with Zackary, let alone be with Mr. Ralph, because the woman in the video is not me at all!"

"I've never claimed to be the cleanest woman in the entertainment industry, but I, Lola, am proud of what I've done!"

After hearing Lola's words, a few outspoken reporters couldn't hold back. They couldn't help but ask, "Clear conscience? Ms. Hilliard, you climbed into someone else's bed behind Mr. Spencer's back, and you call that a clear conscience?!"

"Yes, Ms. Hilliard, you're blatantly lying! You say the woman in the video isn't you, then produce some evidence!"

"I have evidence!" Lola declared, meeting the eyes of the reporters in front of her, some filled with contempt, others with mockery, word by word.

She didn't continue speaking, but instead extended her hand towards Ruby. Understanding her intentions, Ruby quickly handed her a pair of scissors.

"Throughout these years I, Lola, have been in the entertainment industry, I've been slandered and praised! But no matter how others hurt me, I will never blame any of you, because I know, you all mean no harm!"

"I just didn't understand why, even though I clearly didn't do anything, I was repeatedly being slandered!"

Saying this, Lola exerted a sudden force with her hand, ruthlessly cutting a slash in the fabric on her abdomen.

The reporters couldn't grasp Lola's intentions, unsure of how to react for a moment, they could only wait and see how things would unfold.

Lola cut ruthlessly and quickly, leaving a large piece of fabric from her abdomen missing.

Her back was straight as a rod, like a saintly figure that brooked no violation. She scanned the reporters in front of her before she spoke in a clear and resounding voice, "The woman in the video is not me! This scar on my abdomen is the proof! The woman in the video has flawless skin here, but I have been injured and left with a scar!"

Lola thought that once she revealed her scar, all the reporters present would be convinced. However, to her surprise, a young female reporter sneered and said, "A scar? With today's advanced makeup technology, not to mention one scar, even ten scars can be faked! Ms. Hilliard, would you dare to go to the hospital to verify whether this scar of yours is real or fake?"