Summary of Chapter 186 from Revenge is My Love Language
Chapter 186 marks a crucial moment in Arlene Zade’s Romance novel, Revenge is My Love Language. This chapter blends tension, emotion, and plot progression to deliver a memorable reading experience — one that keeps readers eagerly turning the page.
Had Penelope really committed some unforgivable crime? All she’d done was quietly avoid announcing she was only the Sterling family’s stepdaughter—everyone else had jumped to their own conclusions. How could that possibly be her fault?
And being a stepdaughter was already a painful enough label. It was a wound she carried, something that must have hurt every time it was mentioned. Was it really fair to expect her to stand up and lay bare her scars in front of everyone?
As for the business with giving away a few of the Sterlings’ things, she was family too, after all. It wasn’t like she’d handed out anything valuable. If Anastasia wanted to nitpick about that, well, wasn’t that just being small-minded?
With these thoughts swirling, several girls stepped forward to comfort Penelope.
Penelope gave a secret, satisfied smile, quickly replaced by a look of fragile gratitude. “Thank you… thank you all. I never expected anyone would believe in me.”
But as she remembered Anastasia’s parting words, a flicker of unease crossed her mind. She forced it down.
Monday? Please. She’d always been careful with Samuel—never left a trace. What kind of evidence could Anastasia possibly have? Most likely, she was just trying to scare her.
Juliet, however, didn’t see it that way.
Clutching her cousin’s sleeve, she asked excitedly, “Cousin, what are you going to do next Monday?”
Her cousin would never bluff. If Anastasia said something would happen, Penelope was finished for sure.
Anastasia just winked, her tone mysterious. “You’ll see soon enough.”
Why Monday? Well, tomorrow was the weekend, and Monday was the big Freshman Gala.
In her previous life, Penelope had seized the opportunity to shine at the gala, signing up to perform a solo dance that had made her the talk of Kingsbridge University—and even gone viral online.
This time, she would no doubt try to do the same.
A sly smile curled Anastasia’s lips. Her eyes narrowed with a glint of mischief.
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