Chapter 329 Where Was My Child?!

Pennie's face turned pale, she had never expected Kemp to suddenly question her like this.

She couldn't immediately figure out why Kemp would suddenly ask such a question. All she could do was to tentatively speak up, "Kemp, what's wrong with you? I'm Penny! Why would you say such things to me? Kemp, do you know, you're really upsetting me by doing this..."

"Pennie, you told me that during the four years you were with me, you never got pregnant. But just now, I saw it, I saw my Pennie, she was heavily pregnant, about to give birth!"

Kemp tightly gripped Pennie's wrist, "Pennie, you lied to me, didn't you?! You're not my Penny at all! Who is my Penny?! Where is she now?! And..."

"And that child! That must be my child with Penny! Where is my child?!"

The production team was intently filming the domineering CEO picking apples, no one had expected such a sudden turn of events.

The director frantically instructed the cameraman not to shoot randomly and to quickly cut off the live broadcast. He stood nervously on the side, fearing that if he was not careful, he would be crushed to death by the ruthless big shots.

Penelope, who had just jumped down from the tree, was taken aback upon hearing Kemp's words.

She knew, Kemp had remembered the past again, just not yet, her and Ethan.

He was able to slowly recall some things, which was a good sign. It shouldn't take long for him to regain his memory.

She really wanted to tell Kemp that she was Penny, that the Ethan she was carrying then was his godson, but with so many people around now, she couldn't say it to him.

She could only look for the opportunity to quietly speak to him, perhaps, it could stimulate him to recover his memory earlier!

After losing his memory, Kemp had really done a lot of terrible things to her, but he didn't do those things on purpose. If he was still the Kemp she once knew, she forgave him.

"Kemp, calm down, I'm Penny, I really am your Penny!"

Thinking of the four years Penelope and Kemp spent together, depending on each other in life and death, Pennie's teeth began to ache with hatred again.

She glared at Penelope resentfully, clutching Kemp's arm and speaking softly, "Kemp, there are too many people here, there are some things I don't want others to hear, can we go outside to talk?"

Kemp was eager to know the truth, he didn't refuse Pennie, and walked with her towards the outside of the greenhouse.

As soon as she stepped out of the greenhouse, Pennie's tears fell like pearls off a broken string.

"Kemp, there's something I've never told you. During those four years, I was pregnant."

Pennie choked on her words, looking as if she was in unbearable pain, "I could feel our child growing inside me, bit by bit, but in the end, I still lost our child!"

"I was almost due, Kemp, our child was about to meet us, but Penelope wouldn't let our child go. She cruelly had our child crushed and killed, she even had my arm chopped off, forcing me to swallow live fish..."

"Kemp, do you know how much I was looking forward to that child! I dreamed of him calling me mom, saying he was in pain! Why did Penelope have the right to treat our child like that?! Our child was a living being, what she did was murder!"

"Kemp, losing our child is a pain I can't forget, but that memory is just too painful. I couldn't bear to have you share that pain with me, so I lied to you. I hid the fact that we once had a child. Kemp, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you, I'm sorry..."

Watching Pennie, who was crying so hard that she could hardly breathe, Kemp's eyes were so red that they seemed about to bleed.

Pennie was right, the woman in red did indeed chop off her arm and stuffed live fish into her mouth.

In other words, the woman in red, the one who ruthlessly tortured him and his Penny, the murderer who killed his own flesh and blood, was Penelope!

Kemp tightened his grip, pulling Pennie close into his arms, "Penny, I'm sorry, you did nothing wrong. It's my fault, I failed to protect you."

"Penny, I would treat you well, I would never let anyone bully you again."

"Ink..."

Pennie was sobbing tremulously, but inside, she was bursting with laughter.

Indeed, knowing oneself and the enemy, one can fight a hundred battles without danger.

Lola had told of how she had tortured Penelope in the dungeon, never imagining that now, she would come in handy.

Coupled with Kemp's vague memory, the two merged together, producing an unexpected effect.

Pennie was truly beautiful inside.

All three groups of guests reaped great rewards. Soon, the big shots were riding on tractors provided by the production crew, heading to the nearby market to set up stalls to sell apples.

It was not unusual to see a tycoon driving a luxury car worth millions, or even a plane or a tank, but who had ever seen a tycoon driving a tractor?

Of course, the production team didn't want to miss the spectacle of the big shots driving tractors. They took photos and videos frantically all the way, wishing they could even capture every inch of the big shots' shoe soles.

This was a remote township, and most of the people coming and going in the market were elderly folks from nearby villages. Naturally, they didn't recognize these four arrogant and domineering CEOs.

The domineering CEO was indeed handsome, but the moment he stood at the stall, his face turned so dark it was as if someone owed him billions. He didn't look like he was there to run a stall, but rather like he was there to rob it. Who would dare to buy the apples they were selling?!

No matter how good the apple looked, it was a poisonous apple when eaten!

Only on Penelope's side, because of the soft, cute, and beloved by the elderly Lyman, in the blink of an eye, the apples on their stall were sold out completely, making them the undisputed champions.

Thinking about tonight, when she, Lyman, and Everett could have a hearty meal while the scumbags would go hungry, Penelope couldn't express how relieved she felt.

So when she got the ingredients in the evening and went to the kitchen to make something delicious, she was so happy that she was almost humming a tune.

It's just that this person, when too happy, tends to become sad easily. As Penelope was showing off, she accidentally cut her finger while chopping vegetables.

Everett was assisting Penelope right next to her. Seeing her cut her hand, he was immediately overwhelmed with distress.

He didn't have time to consider whether it was abrupt or not. Right then, he grabbed Penelope's hand and sucked on her cut finger, using the simplest and most practical method to stop her bleeding.

This kind of lens that emits pink bubbles, of course, Richard couldn't miss. With a wave of his hand, the photographers started snapping wildly at the two of them.

Just as the director was considering designing a few more actions for Everett and Penelope to perform, to make this pink bubble burst more passionately, the sound of shattering glass echoed behind him.

The director's heart skipped a beat, he quickly turned around, the goblet in Zackary's hand, shattered.

Richard looked weakly at the bright red seeping from between Zackary's fingers. Could it be that Mr. Zackary was envious of the sweetness between Penelope and Mr. Murray, and also wanted to interact with Lola in the same way?

But her finger was broken, she sucked on it, it was easy. But this bloody palm, letting Lola suck on it like that, it was a bit difficult!

But thinking of how Mr. Zackary had self-deprecated to this extent just to interact with Lola, the director didn't dare to let him down.

He could only grit his teeth and let Lola get on.

"Ms. Hilliard, Mr. Zackary's hand is broken! Hurry over and give him some suction!"