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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

verbal was one of Atlas's biggest problems, thinking everyone should know things even when not being said. At least, he expected that people would naturally ask if they didn't understand something for he

own.

seemed to be worse than him in that area. Worse - but not in a

quickly forgot about it. Her mind was

nodding to herself. After that, she reached out for a pair of black clothing. She quickly changed from her pajamas to

ah, ouch!" Penny jumped while lifting the pants up but to no avail. It got

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

wouldn't

was gaining a ton

spy attire. How nice would it be

clothes and wearing them easily. She then wore her pajamas over her outdoor clothes, knowing it was much better to be safe than sorry. Her mother might check on her or

Penny had a plan.

wanted to save Grave one way or another. Tucking in the bed, Penny laid flat on her back and killed

from its impending doom, she murmured, staring

and irreparable she should be punished for it, and Penny was aware of that. However, if she could make

in priso

nodding. "But it can't be helped. I need

woke up as a baby, she had an entire infancy to think about her life in the future. The

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

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 future. That includes the potential talent she had seen in people in her previous life and wanted to invest

she needed to invest in, but also in