From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 229 Kelvin Won't LetGo, I Can Only Escape Brandon was somewhat surprised to see her. "Penelope, are you here for the jewelry exhibition too?" "Yes, did you forget that I'm a jewelry designer for Adoring Cupid?" "Right." Brandon nodded. "You're a professional. Of course, you should attend such a grand event." Penelope asked, "Do you like jewelry too?" "My fiancée does," Brandon replied, "She wanted to come, so I accompanied her." "I see, Mr. Walker, you're such a good man." Brandon smiled. "I'm usually busy with work and don't have much tto spend with her. She's understanding and doesn't blme much. She's considerate, so I have to be attentive too." "That's wonderful. I wish you both a long-lasting love." Despite the likelihood that the girl from Brandon's past might never return, she would forever reside in his memories.

"Thank you," Brandon said.

Penelope looked around and, seeing no one nearby, lowered her voice and said, "Mr. Walker, I won't beat around the bush. There's something I need your help with recently." "I've always wanted to truly help you, and now, I've finally waited for you to ask. Penelope, just say it." She took two steps forward, closing the distance between her and Brandon, and spoke in a low voice, almost a whisper, "I'm pregnant, with twins. Kelvin won't agree to a divorce, so I have to leave LA with the children." In just two short sentences, the information was immense.

It took Brandon a while to digest the news. Pregnant? Twins? Divorce? Leaving? Penelope's voice was light and quick. "Kelvin won't letgo, so I have to escape quietly. But you know, with my abilities alone, I'd be discovered by him before I even leave LA. So, I need your help." "Yu warntteaver frever "after reverzonnenJack!??" "Yes, and make sure Kelvin can never find me." Brandon frowned, quickly thinking of a solution.

"It's difficult, but we can plan it slowly," Brandon said, "Kelvin has eyes everywhere in LA. It's not easy to escape his notice." "But once I'm out of LA, I can go far away and be out of his reach." Brandon nodded. "I understand what you mean. You..." Before he could finish, a woman's voice cfrom the end of the hallway. "Brandon? Is that you?" Brandon and Penelope both looked up.

The woman in the purple dress was looking at them curiously.

"It really is you. I wasn't mistaken. Brandon, what are you doing here?" Penelope quickly took two steps back, increasing the distance between her and Brandon.

They had been so engrossed in their conversation that they hadn't noticed their proximity.

"I cto use the restroom," Brandon replied, "I happened to run into a friend, so we chatted for a bit." The woman walked over quickly, linking her arm with Brandon's and looking at Penelope with a hint of hostility.

"A friend?" she asked, "Who is this friend? I've never seen or heard you mention her." Brandon smiled. "Isabella, letintroduce you. This is Penelope, a friend I met recently. We hit it off right away." "Hello," Penelope greeted.

"Penelope, this is my fiancée, Isabella Mitchell." Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on nov@L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! "So, this is Mr. Walker's fiancée. Nice to meet you. I've heard him mention you often, and it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person," Penelope said, "You're so beautiful and elegant. You and Mr. Walker make a perfect couple." Earlier, in the dessert area, Penelope had seen her chatting with Madison and wondered which family's socialite she was.

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be Brandon's fiancée, the adopted daughter of the Mitchell family, Isabella.

At times, the world seemed unjust. The true socialite had mysteriously vanished, while a girl from an orphanage ascended to the ranks of a wealthy family's socialite. "Thank you for the compliment," Isabella said, "Did I interrupt your conversation by showing up at the wrong time?" She clung tightly to Brandon's arm, as if declaring her territory.

At the stime, she looked up and playfully said to Brandon, "You left without telling me, makinglook for you everywhere. If you want to chat with Ms. Cooper, you can do it in the exhibition hall. Why here?" Brandon explained, "We just happened to run into each other. We didn't know the other would be here." "So, you're not very familiar with Ms. Cooper?" At this point, Penelope understood Isabella's meaning, though Brandon, being somewhat dense, didn't quite catch on.

It was normal for a woman to be possessive of her boyfriend and hostile toward other women trying to get close.

Moreover, she and Brandon had indeed been too close just now.

"Yes," Penelope replied, "Mr. Walker and I don't usually interact much. He's of high status, and I'm just an ordinary person. I can't reach his level." This statement made Isabella's expression soften a bit.

She smiled, her tone also easing. "Ms. Cooper, you don't have to say that. You're Brandon's friend, so you're my friend too. Next twe meet, we can have a coffee together." "Sure." Penelope nodded politely. "I won't disturb you any longer. I'll take my leave." Isabella waved at her. "Goodbye." Brandon glanced at her but said nothing.

Planning your weekend reading? om Ensure you're on nov L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! The matter was serious, and he didn't want Isabella to know.

However, before he could say anything, Isabella asked "Brandon, what were you falking about with Ms. Cooper? It seemed quite secretive." "Just chatting casually." "You better not hide anything from me," she said, shaking Brandon's arm. "I'll be unhappy."

Brandon smiled and playfully tapped her nose. "We've known each each other since we were kids. You know everything about me. Are you jealous?" "I'm not jealous. We've been together for so many years, of course, I trust you. I'm just curious." Brandon was always a gentleman, always keeping a respectful distance from other women.

However, seeing him talk to Penelope just now, Isabella's alarm bells went off.

That gentleness was reserved for her. How could it be given to another woman? Of course, she cared. Of course, she minded! Isabella thought to herself that after the exhibition, she would thoroughly investigate Penelope.

Only then could she be at ease.

Isabella pretended to be magnanimous. "I was just joking. Don't overthink it. Let's go. I heard the centerpiece, the 'Heart of the Ocean,' is about to be displayed. Let's go see it." "Okay," Brandon said, letting her lead him, fully cooperative.

Penelope also returned to the exhibition hall.

At a glance, she saw Kelvin in the crowd.