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"Penny."

Penny stopped and looked back, tilting her head curiously. Atlas stood in the mezzanine while looking in her direction.

"What is it?" she asked when he didn't say anything even after their eyes met.

"Thanks."

Her brows knitted. "For?"

"The book recommendation," was his answer, assuming Penny would already figure it out. "It might be long overdue, but thanks."

"Ah." She smiled. "No biggie."

And Penny quickly turned her back on him and went to her bedroom.

"Atlas stared at her retreating figure and frowned. "Did I thank her a little too late?"

Another deep exhale slipped past his lips, snapping his eyes up to her figure. "She's being indifferent again."

Penny was like hot and cold: some days she was appreciative, but most of the time, she was indifferent. She was especially nonchalant when taking credits, making one wonder if she was just not interested in the person or if she simply didn't care.

"Tsk" Atlas pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head, walking away to his room. I think I need to make more effort. 2

when not being said. At least, he expected that people would naturally ask if they didn't understand something

own.

it felt even more tricky since Penny seemed to be worse than him in that area. Worse - but not in

quickly forgot about it. Her mind was more

her small purple bag. She checked the contents once again, nodding to herself. After that, she reached out for a pair of black clothing. She quickly changed from her pajamas to her black suit, but alas, she realized it couldn't fit

pants up but to no avail. It

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full-body mirror, her face twisted in dismay. "Didn't I just buy this yesterday?" she gasped, thinking she even fit

come it wouldn't

face, thinking she was gaining a ton of weight every day... or

escaped her before she reluctantly took off her spy attire. How nice would it

wore her pajamas over her outdoor clothes, knowing it was much better to be safe than sorry. Her mother might check on her or anyone;

Penny had a plan.

wanted to save Grave one way or another. Tucking in the

can save Grace, then I can save this family from its impending doom, she murmured, staring at the high ceiling blankly. "From what

could even reach adulthood. Grace's first crime was heavy and irreparable she should be punished for it, and Penny was aware of that. However, if she could make a change, then Grace might not be associated with a more violent environment of the crime world and

in priso

herself, nodding. "But it can't be helped. I need Grace to do

infancy to think about her life in the future. The change she made in the Cortez Household was

also changes in these mansions and my family... I can't just forget my future," she

brothers and parents were not enough for Penny to forget the plans she had for the first decade of her life. Not that that plan originated from hate, but more of the terms of how she wanted to live in the

needed