From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 223 Invitation to the Top Jewelry Exhibit

Penelope moved like a sprite, blending into the night, gradually disappearing from sight.

Kelvin was left standing alone.

The divorce agreement.

He suddenly turned around, quickly ran upstairs, and rummaged through the master bedroom.

He finally found the divorce agreement in the bottom drawer.

Penelope had signed it.

Her handwriting was shaky, as if she had been trembling while signing.

Staring at it for a few seconds, Kelvin tore the agreement into pieces until he couldn't tear anymore.

"You signed it, right? Then I'll destroy it, throw it away, and this agreement won't exist. You are still my wife."

Although he knew he was deceiving himself, he weakly squatted down, sitting on the soft carpet.

The furnishings in the master bedroom were untouched; even the skincare products Penelope used in the morning were still there, with the bottle cap left open.

However, she was gone.

She didn't want any of these.

She didn't want him either.

Penelope rented a house near the rehabilitation center.

The house was just the right size for her and Connor to live in, making it convenient to visit Grace every day.

"I'll take care of your mom. You can focus on your work," Connor said, "When she wakes up and can move around, we'll leave Los Angeles together."

Penelope nodded. "Okay, Dad, take care of your legs. Call me anytime if you need anything."

"Don't worry about me. I'm a doctor; I know more about this than you do.""

Penelope smiled.

She didn't mention her job at the Davis Group, nor did she say that Kelvin wouldn't let them leave Los Angeles.

She didn't want Connor to worry; she would handle it herself.

To leave, she needed a lot of money.

the chief designer at Adoring Cupid was high, and her Smile Series was selling very well. The half-yearly bonus and commission

amount.

Penelope needed money now.

she arrived at the company, Timothy called her

Penelope said before he could speak, "if you're here to persuade me on Kelvin's behalf, you don't

to persuade you, but Kelvin didn't ask me

"I'm here for something

I misunderstood," Penelope

Here's an invitation. Take a

Penelope took it.

her eyes lit up.

this field, so you should know the significance and scale of

three years, and each one is massive, featuring many national treasures that aren't for sale! I didn't expect it to be held in

of having their work exhibited

Gems Virtual Exhibit.

the highest honor in

you want to attend?" Timothy

at him expectantly, asking,

exhibit had very high standards for invited guests, usually only high-profile elites. Her

uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available

recognized by the exhibit and would be

Penelope blinked. "Mrs. Davis?"

In Los Angeles, which female socialite doesn't want to be Mrs.

richest family in Los Angeles,

could attend any high-level exhibit, and as

forcing you," Timothy said,

option if she went; not going would mean a

exhibit was held every three years, each time in a different city. It was

is huge; you won't be with Kelvin all

have a meeting. Take the invitation.

"Mr. Foster!"

was already walking

her lip. Despite her aversion to Kelvin, she couldn't allow it

Penelope pressed the invitation to

exhibit of this caliber

left the

minutes later, Timothy returned, peeking into the office. No one was

The invitation was gone.

and immediately

going to