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When Penny arrived at the mansion, her family was already waiting for her and Chunchun, Seeing them turn their heads in her direction and smile warmly at her made her feel safe. She smiled back at them, even though for some reason, her heart felt heavier. Meow.

Penny raised her brows and gazed down at Chunchun. Without a word, she released her cat and let it saunter towards Hugo.

"Happy Birthday, Chunchun-" Hugo greeted warmly as he picked up the cat in his arms.

"Penny, what kind of walk did you do?" Slater quickly threw his entry, his hands on his hips, impatience in his eyes. "It felt like it was a marathon and not just a run!"

Atlas tugged his earlobe, finding Slater's voice more annoying today.

"Slater, shut up!" Charles expressed, explaining why Atlas didn't bother saying a word.

"Penny, your brothers prepared a simple celebration for Chunchun's birthday," Allison, who seemed to have just gotten home, walked up to her daughter. "Let's celebrate it together, okay?"

Penny nodded, smiling. "Mhm."

Having said that, the family gathered in the dining room. Hugo was the one who prepared everything with barely any help from Slater and Atlas. However, the other two were taking their rightful credits just because they could.

With party hats on, everyone, including Chunchun, they clapped slowly and sang Happy Birthday. The lights were off and only some dim lights were on to make the lit birthday candle appear warmer. Butler Jen and a few servants stood not far away to join the fun. "Happy Birthday to you..."

Happy birthday to you..."

Although Penny was clapping and smiling, she couldn't help but lower her eyes. Her smile turned bitter and her eyes softened.

That... fool,' she thought once again, reminded that Zoren might still be in that meeting spot right now.

"Blow the candle!" Slater exclaimed, and Hugo blew the candle for Chunchun.

As soon as the flame extinguished, the lights were quickly switched on. Everyone was clapping in joy, greeting their family member for another year in their lives. And while this was all happening, Slater glanced at Penny and furrowed his brows. "Penny?" called Slater. "Are you crying?"

Penny. As soon as they

she whispered. "Very... touched. I

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but those uncontrollable tears were for something else, or rather, for

street every Thursday without fail unless he was hospitalized moved her to tears.

he do to

question brought a deep sense of familiarity into her heart. It clarified a lot of things. Penny, after all, used to ask

to protect him. She wanted to make sure he could at least have some space to

escape

her life and gave

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Back to the elevator...

hit me!? My boss is wrong with

face darkened. "What did

of the elevator. "But why did you hit me? You told me to give you

choose your audience." Penny briefly ran her fingers through her hair and cast him an apathetic look. She placed her hand on her hips, shaking her head in disappointment. "Those guys

they won't do it in front of me, but you would've disappeared in the night and no one would

Penny! Seriously?! How can you say something so ominous?!" His complexion paled, now petrified at the thought that she sent them some real thugs. "Why would you send such a cruel bunch

as she slowly turned her back on him. "Don't judge the book by its cover, Mr. Vitt.

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means.

subsided and was slowly replaced with amazement. He clasped his hand and went closer to

really! I knew

by this level of shamelessness. But then again, Penny used

cleared his throat. "Anyway, did everything go well with

gleam in his eyes. "You... you're the reason

be angry! I only want to make sure my boss doesn't marry that vixen!" Benjamin grumbled on and on, telling Penny that Zoren was planning to resolve this by marrying a stranger just so as not to inconvenience Penny anymore. "I can't let that happen! No letting that woman get in between my boss's

Penny. His boss's what?"

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