Chapter 196 Mr. Spencer and Mr. Murray Vying for Favor

"Penny?" Kemp furrowed his brows, he really hadn't expected that he would hurt Penny in his moment of distraction.

He quickly stepped forward, pulling her tightly into his arms, "Penny, I'm sorry, just now, I..."

How to explain it? Treating the one he deeply loved in his heart as someone else, was an unforgivable mistake. No matter how he explained, he was wrong.

Pennie was heartbroken, but what she feared more was that Kemp would sincerely confess his uncontrollable feelings for Penelope.

In that case, Pennie would really not be able to live a normal life afterwards.

She threw herself pitifully into Kemp's arms, "Kemp, you don't have to say anymore, I believe you, I believe in our feelings. We've been together for four years, never leaving each other, sharing life and death, we've been through so much. If you could change your heart, then all the men in the world are heartless!"

"Kemp, I knew your feelings for me, I trusted you forever."

Originally, Pennie came over intending to embarrass Penelope, but after all the fuss, she couldn't make Penelope look bad. Instead, she ended up being the laughingstock herself.

She no longer had the face to stay here. She tightly gripped Kemp's hand, almost desperately saying, "Kemp, I'm feeling a bit unwell, can we go home?"

"Ms. Rogers, hold on!" Everett, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.

Hearing his voice, the embarrassment in Pennie's heart dissipated considerably in an instant, and there was also a thrilling feeling of seeing light at the end of the tunnel.

He called out to her, surely because he saw her in this beautiful outfit and wanted to invite her to endorse something.

"Mr. Murray, was there anything else you needed from me?" Pennie couldn't possibly ask directly for the endorsement. With a smile in her eyes, she spoke subtly, politely, and generously.

For some unknown reason, every time Everett saw Pennie, his stomach would feel particularly uncomfortable.

Suppressing a strong feeling of nausea, his face remained cold and impassive, "Ms. Rogers, the dress is torn, I believe, we should discuss the matter of compensation."

"What?" Pennie couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. She was so shocked that she lost her voice for a moment. After taking several deep breaths, she finally regained her voice.

"Mr. Murray, this... this suit, wasn't it a gift from you?"

"Ms. Rogers, you're overthinking," Everett looked at Pennie as if she was an idiot, "We have no relation or obligation to each other, why would I give you clothes?"

Everett's words left Pennie completely speechless.

Indeed, he had her try on the outfit, but from beginning to end, he never said he would give it to her.

It was she who was wishful thinking, presumptuously assuming that when he asked her to wear it, he was giving her the clothes.

Pennie lowered her head, carefully examining the outfit she was wearing.

This set of clothes had delicate embroidery on it, as if combing the cloud-like hair by the window, and applying yellow flowers in front of the mirror.

The pavilions, bridges, and streams on the clothes, as well as the beautiful flowers, were all embroidered with gold thread. Plus, the lustrous pearl on the headpiece made it look extremely expensive at first glance.

Pennie's family also ran a business, but they were not wealthy. Kemp's grandmother was too shrewd. Before Pennie married Kemp, she quietly had her sign a prenuptial agreement. Pennie didn't make much money in the entertainment industry, and she was too embarrassed to ask Kemp for money. She feared that paying for such an expensive piece of clothing herself would be a huge financial burden.

"Mr. Murray, I would never have worn this outfit if it weren't for you insisting on it. Therefore, even if it's damaged, it's not my responsibility to pay for it." Pennie, not wanting to pay, had no choice but to muster up the courage to argue with Everett.

"I did tell you to wear this outfit, but when did I ever say to force it on if it doesn't fit?!"

The words Everett spoke were utterly merciless, leaving Pennie's face pale as a sheet. However, Mr. Dawson, the senior assistant, couldn't help but applaud.

He had thought that the boss's eyes were suddenly struck by lightning, wanting to forcibly snatch someone else's wife, and moreover, a woman with no figure and no brains. He didn't expect that the boss just wanted to help Ms. Sullivan abuse the scum!

The boss was so handsome!

Zackary had long been displeased with Pennie. Seeing her being abused, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up. However, thinking that Everett was doing this to curry favor with Penelope, his smile froze instantly.

"Mr. Ortiz was a close friend of my grandfather. He lent me the clothes out of respect for my grandfather. Now that you've ruined them, I think you should personally go and negotiate compensation with Mr. Ortiz!"

Recalling something, Everett kindly reminded Pennie again, "Oh, someone once offered ten million to buy this suit, but Mr. Ortiz couldn't bear to part with it."

Ten million...

Pennie's legs gave out and she fell straight to the ground.

Just now, when she fell, it was fine, her clothes were not torn. But this time, her movements were too large, her waist and back were greatly torn, no one could save them.

Pennie panicked and covered the torn part of her clothes, but this time the damage was too severe, no matter how hard she tried to cover it, it was beyond repair.

Zackary couldn't stand Everett constantly showing off in front of Penelope. He timely sought attention, "Pennie, if you can't fit into the clothes, why do you keep trying to force them on? Tell me, are you stupid or brain-dead?!"

"I..." Pennie wanted to say, you're the idiot, your whole family is full of idiots!

But she didn't have the courage to attack Zackary's family.

Kemp indeed thought Pennie was both stupid and brainless, but after all, she was his wife in the eyes of the law. Her embarrassment was a loss of face for him, Kemp.

He shielded Pennie behind him, a dangerous chill tinting his ink-black eyes.

"Twenty million, I will transfer to Mr. Murray's account later. As for this dress... I am Kemp's woman, whether she wants to tear it or burn it, as long as I spoil her, she can do whatever she wants!"

Having said that, Kemp grabbed Pennie's hand and walked towards the outside of the photo studio with a blank expression.

"Zackary, shall we go too? I want to check on Penny, I'm a bit worried about her."

Zackary didn't budge, "A fool, what's there to see?"

"I..." Lola wisely shut her mouth. If she insisted on seeking the fool at this moment, she, Lola, would be the most ridiculous fool herself.

The farce ended, and the shooting finally began.

Normally, the process would be to take the makeup photos first, but Weston didn't follow the usual path and insisted on shooting the promotional video first.

The script of the video was modified again, and Penelope truly felt that the revised lines were incredibly embarrassing.

After she jumped off the swing, she fell into Lorenzo's arms. She had to shyly say, "General, let me dance for you."

This humble woman...

Penelope was somewhat at a loss for words.

But as a dedicated internet celebrity, Penelope still had to follow the script.

In the video, Josephine was the protagonist, and Lorenzo only needed a silhouette. The young and handsome Weston took the field personally, playing the role of Lorenzo.

In the script, there was a scene where the hero and the beauty passionately kissed.

Everett watched as the radiant Weston changed his clothes, his brows gradually furrowing.

Seeing Weston stepping into the sea of flowers, slowly approaching Penelope, Everett could no longer bear it. He coldly threw the script into Dawson's arms, "I'll play Lorenzo!"