Chapter 91 This was a premeditated murder!

"Mr. Spencer, I'm afraid your wishful thinking might have fallen through! I, Penelope, am not afraid anymore, not afraid of anything!"

"If you were still not satisfied, I would even give you my life!"

"Don't touch me!"

Penelope violently shook off Zackary's hand that was resting on her arm. She found it incredibly amusing. It turned out that it was so easy to start despising someone she once loved so much.

It seemed as if she should have despised this heartless and cold-blooded man!

Even one more glance at him made my heart turn cold!

Zackary was such a proud man, how could he tolerate a woman being so presumptuous in front of him!

At that moment, his face turned dark on the spot, "Penelope, you think I care about your life!"

Penelope laughed, a laugh so captivating it could topple nations, yet it was filled with a thousand bitterness.

Actually, she had just said it wrong.

Her life couldn't be given to Zackary.

She had already signed the body donation agreement. Even if she were to die, her final destination would still be that laboratory.

Even so, the so-called eternal sleep beneath the ground was nothing more than a beautiful wishful thinking.

What Zackary hated the most was Penelope's disdainful and indifferent smile, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with her anymore, even he, Zackary, was just an insignificant passerby in her life.

Suddenly exerting force, Zackary tightly gripped Penelope's wrist. He thought of fiercely pinning this infuriating woman beneath him, engaging in another bout of madness, to show her whether he could touch her or not.

But he was afraid, if he exerted a bit more force, she would truly shatter.

He could only wear a gloomy expression, speaking to her in the most vile and mocking tone, "Penelope, you want to go out dressed like this? Do you enjoy being ogled by men?!"

After hearing Zackary's words, Penelope realized that her current appearance was indeed not fit to be seen by others.

She wanted to ascertain the situation of Corona at that moment, her heart burning with impatience, but she wasn't shameless enough to go out without being properly dressed.

Dragging her weary body, she staggered into the bedroom. Changing clothes, such a simple action, was extraordinarily difficult for her broken body.

After changing her clothes, she hastily stuffed several painkillers into her mouth, not even bothering to drink water, and rushed towards the door.

Zackary's gaze was firmly fixed on Penelope, watching her struggle to change her clothes, he couldn't help but furrow his brow.

He instinctively stepped forward, wanting to help her, but catching a glimpse of the slightly messy bed in the bedroom, thinking of last night, when Penelope and Lyman had been passionately entwined on this very bed, his heart was devoid of any warmth.

Seeing her recklessly stuffing pills into her mouth, his frown deepened. What on earth was this woman taking?

The medicine bottle had no label, but recalling what they had just done, Zackary instantly understood what kind of medicine was inside.

Ha!

She just didn't want to have his, Zackary's, child?!

Indeed, if she didn't take this contraceptive, given her promiscuity and loose behavior, she probably wouldn't even know who the father of her child was!

The more Zackary thought about it, the angrier he became. After Penelope left, he immediately grabbed the medicine bottle and threw it out.

Penelope had just arrived at the bottom of the apartment complex when she ran into a haggard-looking Lyman.

With a somewhat childlike joy, Lyman said, "Penelope, I've managed to get bail. We can get your friend out of jail now!"

With Devon's various obstructions, it was not easy to get bail. It was only because Lyman had the powerful force of the Hilliard family behind him. Otherwise, anyone else would have ended in failure.

Penelope stared blankly at the paper with a large red official seal in Lyman's hand, her tears silently rolling down.

She knew how difficult it had been for Lyman to arrange the bail under Devon's obstruction, but even when it was finally arranged, it was already too late.

Corona and the child in her womb were both gone.

Seeing Penelope remaining silent, only shedding large tears, Lyman was completely flustered.

He gently grabbed her arm, coaxing her as if she were a little girl, "Penelope, what's wrong? Don't cry! It hurts me to see you cry!"

"Mr. Hilliard, Corona she..."

That word had not yet been spoken, and Penelope was already heartbroken. She choked for a long time before she found her voice again, "They all say, Corona is dead! She committed suicide by jumping into the sea at Orston Coast!"

"What?!" Upon hearing Penelope's words, Lyman's face drastically changed. He held her tightly, as if comforting his own sister or his own child, "Don't cry, Penelope! Maybe things aren't as bad as you think! I'll take you to Orston Coast right now!"

With tears in her eyes, Penelope nodded, wishing she could sprout wings and fly to the Orston Coast.

But she didn't have wings, she couldn't fly freely. Fortunately, the speed of Lyman's sports car was fast enough. What was originally a one-and-a-half-hour journey, they arrived in just forty minutes.

The sunset was like blood.

Orston Coast was actually a very high seaside cliff. On the edge of the cliff, there were quite a few people gathered. Lola was pushing Linda's wheelchair, and the two were basking in the afterglow of the sunset together.

Seeing Linda in the wheelchair, a surge of boundless hatred welled up in Penelope once again.

The degree of care between people sometimes really doesn't have much to do with blood relations.

Linda was her cousin, whom she had disliked for her hypocrisy since childhood. Yet, she was as close as sisters with Corona, who had no blood relation to her at all.

Before she could rush to Linda, Lola had already let go of the wheelchair handle and walked up to her with a beaming smile.

"Sister, it's such a pity, you didn't even get a chance to see Corona for the last time before she was torn apart and devoured by a shark!"

"Lola, what on earth did you, Linda, and Devon do to Corona?!" Looking at Lola's demeanor, Penelope knew that Lola must have had a hand in Corona's death.

"Sister, what are you talking about? What could we possibly do about Corona!"

"We just provided her with the best medical conditions, allowing her to rest well in the hospital! The conditions of this hospital are much better than those at Green Mountain Prison!"

"I just never expected, Corona was so reckless, she just had a miscarriage, couldn't stand the loneliness, she seduced four men, by this Orston Coast..."

"Ouch, sister, you didn't see how explosive that scene was! Unexpectedly, Corona had the guts to attract people, but her skin was too thin. After being watched by a large group of us, she was so ashamed that she jumped into the sea and committed suicide!"

"Sister, you said she was so shameless, why did she do such lowly and dirty things!"

Penelope was trembling with anger. It was impossible for Corona to be so self-degrading. The only possible truth was that after her miscarriage, Lola and Linda had brought four men to force themselves on Corona.

She didn't know whether those men had succeeded or not, but after being sent to prison by the man she loved the most, and losing her child, no one could survive such humiliation with a smile!

Or perhaps, this was a premeditated murder! It was those four men who killed Corona!

However, Corona was no longer there, Penelope couldn't find out the truth, but one thing was certain, Lola, Linda, Devon, they were the ones who killed her!

Penelope could no longer control the hatred in her heart. She raised her hand and fiercely slapped Lola across the face.