From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 167

Chapter 167 Beg Me

"Do you really expect me to believe that? I know you too well. Always thorough, always striving for perfection... and Penelope, she's the apple of your eye. You'd be terrified at the mere thought of a scratch on her, let alone anything more serious. You must have everything calculated!" Fiona sneered,

Kelvin's eyes bore into hers, "Penelope is in your hands, I can't make a wrong move. I came alone to show you that I'm here to negotiate."

"There's nothing to negotiate!" Fiona stated.

"I can give you anything you want, anything," Kelvin insisted, his gaze fixed on her, "as long as it's within my power!"

"Really? Anything?" Fiona asked, mockingly.

"Yes!" Kelvin insisted.

"With the way you echo each other, you and Penelope really are two peas in a pod!" Fiona sneered.

Penelope looked at Kelvin, his face even more stern than usual, but upon closer inspection, there was a flicker of panic in his expression.

He was afraid that Penelope would get hurt, afraid that she might leave him forever... It was something he couldn't bear to imagine. So, he was prepared to do whatever it

took to save her... even if it meant sacrificing his own life.

"Talk to me," Kelvin said firmly, "Just let Penelope go, Fiona, and we can work everything else out."

"If I let her go, then I lose my leverage!" Fiona was frantic, her hand shaking, causing the knife to dance dangerously close to Penelope's neck, deepening the cut.

Blood kept flowing. The vivid red stung Kelvin's eyes.

"You can come at me," Kelvin offered, "You can put that knife against my neck... but please, please let Penelope go."

Fiona burst into mocking laughter, "What was that you said?"

"Please, I'm begging you, let her go," he repeated.

Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Penelope, did you hear that? Your proud Kelvin is

seemed less significant now; it was her heart that was truly

separated from

more sweet nothings. Kelvin, have you seen what I've done to my own face with a knife? Now... I

the knife high and slashed toward

"No!" Kelvin shouted.

scream tore through

tearing. A sharp pain seized his

turned her face away, a long, crimson gash

just the beginning, the first cut... there will be a

whole body

shard of cold cutting through her as blood spattered onto her eyelashes, tinting her vision with streaks of

stop, please... Let's talk

really?" came Fiona's retort. "Show me you mean it, then

you want me to do for

enunciated threateningly, "Beg me.

nearly impossible under normal circumstances, let alone beg. But these weren't normal times. Desperate times called for desperate measures. He could no

I

couldn't bear another slash across Penelope's

a vulnerability in Kelvin that had never been seen before. To save Penelope, he cast aside his dignity, his pride, the saying 'a man's

laced with disbelief, "Kelvin, you... how can you kneel to

LA. And yet now,

he doesn't have to kneel," Fiona sneered, "We could always

it. Even if you kneel, she

know." Kelvin replied, his voice weighted with resolve. "But I can't just

unbending knees began to

spread across Fiona's face, she was savoring

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