Chapter 516 On the surface, Diana's words seemed directed at Megan, yet for some reason, Penelope's heart gave a nervous jolt. After breakfast, when the dishes had been cleared, Penelope shot Megan several anxious glances. Then, after a brief hesitation, she rose to help the maids carry the dishes into the kitchen. Diana's calm, assessing gaze followed her. "There are household staff for that. You don't need to help." "It's fine." Penelope forced her tone to sound natural, trying to mask her unease. "When I lived with the Hampton family, I often did these things.
It's already much better than before. At the orphanage, I-" The mention made Florence's heart twist. This girl should have grown up as a pampered heiress, yet she had clearly endured years of hardship. Diana's expression, however, didn't change. "You were in Mount Pine Orphanage, right?" In the past few days, while still in Brimcrest, Diana had already investigated Penelope's entire background. Knowing there was no point in denying it, Penelope admitted readily, "Yes." The next question followed.
"Then you must have known Sydney since childhood?" While verifying details about the car accident, Diana had learned that Sydney had also come from Mount Pine Orphanage. The coincidence had gnawed at her for days. It felt too convenient. Seeing Penelope now only deepened her suspicion. Penelope's hands trembled faintly as she held the dishes, but she forced out a look of surprise. "Really? I had no idea she was at Mount Pine Orphanage as well." Trying to sound casual, she added, "Even though we were sisters-in-law for three years, we only met at family gatherings.
I don't actually know much about her." "I see?" Diana smiled slightly, her tone light, almost indulgent. "Well, you were both children back then. Not recognizing each other as adults is normal." Penelope managed a smile, thinking she had handled it well. But once she and Megan got into the car, Megan glared at her. "Are you an idiot? She asked one question, and you spilled your whole life story! Were you trying to look guilty?" "No way..." Penelope faltered. "I didn't think she suspected anything. She seemed fine." "That's because you're stupid!" Megan snapped. She had known Diana for years.
That woman's mind was razor-sharp, and when she struck, it was deadly. Still, Megan couldn't tell whether Diana had actually noticed anything. It was better to be safe than sorry. Penelope, fuming but too afraid to argue, only asked, "So where are we going now?" Before leaving, Megan had told the others they were going shopping. Of course, Penelope knew that was just an excuse. 1/2 "Where we're going doesn't matter." Megan's hands tightened on the steering wheel, her voice cool. "What matters is that Diana's in Jouleston now. You need to stay as far away from her as possible.
A fool like you will slip up sooner or later." "Got it." Penelope bit back her temper, then cautiously asked, "That text you sent Caleb... Did he reply?" She wanted to know what Megan was planning, but the latter didn't even glance her way. "None of your concern," she spat coldly. "Don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong. I'll do what I promised you." P Comments Support +2 Mark Twain