Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 396

A faint, bitter smile tugged at the corners of Penelope’s pallid lips.

But at that moment, a cold, mocking laugh echoed from the doorway.

“Well, aren’t you clever, Penelope? You’ve fooled my cousin again and again!”

Both Penelope and Benson snapped their heads toward the door.

—It was Anastasia.

No one knew when she’d arrived, but now she stood there, arms crossed, her expression dripping with scorn as she stared at Penelope.

Benson’s face twisted in confusion. “Anastasia, what are you talking about?”

The instant Penelope saw her, a torrent of hatred surged in her eyes.

That wretched woman. If it weren’t for Anastasia, none of this would have happened. She’d be fine—she wouldn’t have ended up like this.

She’d timed everything perfectly that day. If Anastasia hadn’t interfered, she wouldn’t have missed her chance, wouldn’t have ended up under the wheels, her legs crushed.

“Anastasia! Haven’t you done enough? Do you really want to drive me to the grave?!” Penelope’s voice trembled with rage, eyes burning red.

Anastasia let out another sharp laugh. “Isn’t that rich? Since when is your condition my fault?”

She stepped into the room, handing Benson a thick manila envelope. “You wanted to know what I meant, cousin? Take a look at this. It’ll answer your question.”

Benson frowned as he took the envelope. “What is it?”

Anastasia shot Penelope a venomous smirk. “The results of the accident investigation.”

Penelope’s pupils shrank in terror.

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