Chapter 431: Hell

"Oops?" Penny frowned, watching the door slowly close. "They left you."

She pouted, glancing at the man across from her. Shaking her head, she clicked her tongue a few times.

"You know... if your people are like that, I'd rather not have people at all," she mused with a judgemental tone. "They're mean. How could they do that? They just left you, knowing you're about to go up against a panther and me..."

She trailed off, noticing that Renny had also run off, leaving her behind. Scrunching her nose, she turned back to Angel. "I mean, just me, but that's still pretty terrible of them."

Angel readjusted his position, letting his body slowly wall on the floor with his back still against the wall. He looked up at her, his eyes studying her face. He didn't need to get closer to confirm she'd been drinking; the smell of alcohol was strong, and she still had the wine bottle in hand. He also knew Penny a bit better than most.

Normally, when Penny drank wine or any alcohol, her face turned red. Due to her fair complexion, it was easy to notice. That's why, at parties, Angel often observed the color in her cheeks. If she looked flushed, it meant she was still sober.

But if there was no redness, and she was acting erratically, it meant she was drunk — already passed out. Passing out was probably the worst thing that could happen to Penny.

Angel had learned about Penny's drunken alter ego after witnessing it once before.

"Miss..." Angel exhaled, raising his hands to show he was unarmed. "Penny."

Penny raised a brow, tilting her head. 'Why is he acting like he's approaching a wild animal?'

There were only a few steps between them, and he could easily reach her. But acting rashly would provoke a reaction from her, and a fight in her current state would likely leave both of them injured.

"Penny," Angel called again, his eyebrows raised. "Can you please put down that bottle?"

squinted at him, then took a step back, hugging the bottle tighter.

"You can have more later. It's just dangerous... you see... looks

curved downward, clearly displeased, and Angel knew he needed to

old," he nodded. "Do you really want to finish it all now when

but her silence

cellar here," he continued. "There's plenty

Much better than

a few times,

can take you

lips curved down

"That wine cellar cost billions, Penny. Do you think they'd leave it guarded by just

when Angel thought he was making

smashed the

of an eye, she closed the distance between them, pressing the jagged tip of

She lifted his chin with it, forcing him to meet

glass grazed his skin. Still, he raised his hands to

snorted. "And what makes you think I don't

as she tilted her head slightly "Hurting

you're not used to it

"What makes you think

than before,' Angel thought, swallowing

do you want

him to me," she stressed, her voice airy

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