"Oh, no! My apple!" Penny cried dramatically. "It slipped!"
Deep lines appeared on Belle’s forehead as she watched Penny run over like a distressed maiden. Karina and Jenny, who were still nearby, looked back at Penny, furrowing their brows. They all watched as Penny approached them and picked up the apple near Belle’s feet.
"This is my favorite..." Penny frowned, wiping an invisible tear from the corner of her eye with her index finger. "I’ve grown fond of it and treat it like my own. How could it slip like that?"
Slipped?
The three women tilted their heads to the side, not buying a single ounce of Penny’s dramatic sentiment. Riana, the one who had thrown the heel, furrowed her brows, staring at Penny’s back as she joined the group.
’What about the other one?’ Riana glanced at the remaining heel in her hand. ’I can’t just throw it now.’
Even though Penny was someone they hadn’t seen before, if she was here, she was likely here under someone’s invitation. It would be too risky to drag her into this, as it could incite further infighting.
"My poor apple..." Penny wept, even forcing out a tear to make her performance more believable. She was convinced she was convincing, but she knew adding a tear would add more impact to her act.
Looking up at the women, Penny noticed the strange expressions on their faces. It didn’t seem like they were buying her "award-winning" performance. How could that be? Penny had gone to acting school in her previous life for Slater. Even though she hadn’t pursued it in this lifetime, she was confident she still had the skill.
"Penny," Belle sighed helplessly. "Why are you back here?"
"I got kicked out of the kitchen," Penny murmured, though in truth, she had just snuck out again.
Earlier, when Penny overheard Karina’s group talking about Belle, she had stopped to think about it for a moment. However, she decided not to get involved. As she’d said, she was here for Zoren, not for anyone else.
Why should she care about other people’s problems?
With that, Penny had resumed her steps toward the kitchen. Even so, she couldn’t stop thinking about Belle and her pregnancy, as well as the ominous feeling she got from Karina and her group.
That’s why Penny was here. Fortunately, she had returned just in time, and she’d casually grabbed an apple to eat and curb her slight hunger. If Penny hadn’t shown up, that heel would have hit Belle’s head.
’It wouldn’t be fatal, but it wouldn’t be good, either,’ Penny thought, pursing her lips as she glanced at Karina and the other women. "Hi... sisters?"
Jenny immediately frowned, studying Penny from head to toe. Although Penny looked pretty, she also looked naive. ’What is she thinking, calling us sisters? Does she know her place?’
Karina, on the other hand, merely arched a brow. "Sister?"
"Hehe. I got married into the family, and from what I heard, the Pierson Family is one big happy family!" Penny clasped her hands, beaming, her eyes sparkling. "It’s my first time attending this family gathering, so I’m a little excited."
"Is that so?" Karina snorted, studying Penny from head to toe. Her lips stretched into a friendly smile. "I didn’t know someone got married into the family. I didn’t get an invitation."
"Don’t worry. Even my family didn’t get one," Penny chuckled.
"An intimate wedding?"
"Well... you could say that," Penny smiled sweetly. "Sister, I’ll invite you to my grand wedding once the preparations are done. It’ll be the wedding of the century—that’s what my husband said."
Jenny snorted, earning an elbow nudge from Karina. Penny’s brows rose, noticing the subtle exchange between them.
"What is it?" Penny tilted her head, blinking innocently. "Did I say something funny?"
"Of course not," Karina nodded reassuringly. "It’s nothing, Penny... is it?"
"Yes."
Meanwhile...
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