Chapter 491 Chelsea Severely Beat Up Dalton

Penelope's face was already as pale as paper, but upon hearing Dalton's words, her complexion became even more ghastly.

Dalton was really good to Lola, his fake daughter.

She had pushed Lola down the stairs, and he was going to have her pushed off this high rooftop.

What floor was this?

It seemed to be the sixth floor, I guess.

Penelope knew, Dalton despised her intensely, he would definitely not let her die so easily.

Next, who knows what means he might have wanted to use to torment her.

What a pity, his methods probably wouldn't be of any use now. With her battered body falling from such a high rooftop, it would be a miracle if she could still breathe.

"You couldn't throw me down!"

Tears streamed down Penelope's face, drop by drop. She really couldn't die at Dalton's hands!

However, several strong bodyguards held her down forcefully, she simply couldn't break free from their grip.

"Let me go! Let me go! You guys let me go quickly! Mr. Hilliard, call Aunt Cornelia! You can't do this to me, if you kill me today, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it!"

"Mr. Hilliard, I truly am your daughter! I didn't lie to you, I really am your biological daughter!"

"Aunt Chelsea could wake up today, could you give me half a day more? Once she wakes up, you will know, it's not me who lied, it's Lola!"

"Penelope, you really are full of lies, unrepentant even in death!"

The disgust in Dalton's eyes grew even stronger. Thinking that Chelsea was about to wake up, but she almost turned her into a living dead, he really wished he could immediately twist her neck and personally send her on her way.

With no more patience left, Dalton coldly ordered, "Take action!"

"No!"

Penelope struggled desperately, "Let me go, can I jump by myself?"

She jumped herself, at the very least, it was still her, calmly facing death, rather than dying at the hands of her own biological father.

Her biological father didn't believe in her, didn't acknowledge her, but she still hoped that for the rest of his life, he could be happy and fulfilled.

If she had died by suicide, his hands would not have been covered in her blood, and her biological mother, Chelsea, would not have harbored resentment towards him for having her blood on his hands.

"Please, let me go! I didn't lie to you, I really will jump by myself, can you please let me go?"

Penelope clung desperately to the pitifully low iron railing on the edge of the roof, her palms already rubbed raw, yet she still refused to let go just like that.

Her stomach ached so much that it made her shudder all over. For a moment, she even thought of giving up on herself, thinking, 'Just let it be, if I die, all the pain, helplessness, suffering, and sorrow can finally end.'

However, the thought of Chelsea and Dalton's world falling apart after her death made her persist, even if it meant grinding her teeth to pieces. She couldn't let go easily.

"Please, don't push me down! You can't push me down!"

Penelope's voice, hoarse and terrifying, as if run over by heavy vehicles, "I can't... I can't let my own father become my murderer..."

Really, I couldn't muster the strength anymore.

Those bodyguards really hadn't expected that Penelope, who looked so frail, could hold onto that low railing so tightly for such a long time.

They exchanged a glance, decided to exert force together, and directly kicked her down ruthlessly.

Just as they were about to start, Chelsea's voice echoed in the air.

"Dalton!"

Chelsea's voice was not loud, yet it precisely fell into the deepest part of Dalton's soul. He turned around in disbelief, watching as she was being supported by Cornelia and Lyman on either side, slowly walking towards him.

Chelsea had just woken up not long ago, her voice was noticeably hoarse, and she was unsteady on her feet. If it weren't for Cornelia and Lyman supporting her, she wouldn't have been able to stand.

Seeing those bodyguards trying to kick Penelope off, Chelsea was so anxious that she instantly shed tears, "Dalton, don't hurt Penelope!"

"Penelope!"

Lyman saw Penelope gradually losing her strength, about to let go, he almost went mad with anxiety. He rushed to the edge of the rooftop like a gust of wind and firmly grabbed her small hand.

The faces of Chelsea and Cornelia were particularly grim. The thought that if they had arrived a moment later, Penelope would have been thrown off the roof by Dalton's men, made their legs go weak with fear.

"Penelope..."

Chelsea was afraid that Lyman wouldn't be able to pull Penelope up, she was so anxious that her tears were about to fall. Dalton didn't understand why she was so nervous about Penelope, but what he feared most was seeing her cry. He didn't have time to ask why, he quickly ordered his men to help his son, to pull her up quickly.

"Chelsea, you finally woke up!"

A clear joy was painted on Dalton's face, but his eyes were noticeably moist.

He stepped forward, intending to forcefully pull Chelsea into his arms. However, before he could hold her, she raised her hand and fiercely slapped him across the face.

Chelsea hadn't fully recovered yet, she couldn't exert much strength. The hit on Dalton's face didn't hurt much, it was almost like being tickled.

Dalton didn't know why Chelsea suddenly hit him, but at that moment, he was incredibly worried about her health.

Her body was already quite weak, and now she had been unconscious for so long. Slapping him, her hand must have hurt a lot.

Dalton nervously gripped Chelsea's small hand, "Chelsea, does your hand hurt?"

"Dalton, who gave you the right to bully my daughter!"

Chelsea yanked her hand out of Dalton's grip, trembling with rage. "Dalton, Penelope is our biological daughter! How could you help Lola bully her? Are you blind?!"

"What?!"

Dalton looked at Chelsea in disbelief, thinking he must have misheard. He couldn't help but ask again, "Chelsea, what did you just say?"

"Dalton, you blind fool! Penelope was our biological daughter!"

Chelsea was worried about Penelope's condition. She was in no mood to deal with Dalton. With red eyes, she turned around and, with Cornelia's support, stumbled towards Penelope's direction.

Dalton and Lola had undergone a paternity test, at that time, the paternity test report showed that they were father and daughter.

Since then, he firmly believed that Lola was his and Chelsea's precious daughter. Therefore, even when Cornelia and Jayden told him that Penelope was his biological daughter, he was unwilling to believe it.

But he trusted Chelsea unconditionally.

Even if Chelsea said that black rain was falling from the sky, fish could fly in the sky, and mother pigs could run on trees, he would believe unconditionally.

And now, Chelsea said, Penelope was their precious daughter.

Dalton's complexion changed subtly in an instant. In other words, he almost killed their own daughter just now?!