Chapter 860: Little fairy

Meanwhile...

Penny stopped, her eyes fixed on the floor. When she saw a pair of shoes in front of her, she slowly raised her head and met Mark's eyes. Their gazes mirrored each other, catching the gloom in each other's expressions despite the pretty attire they wore for today's reunion party.

"I don't want to go," Penny blurted out, shaking her head. "I feel like... I feel like I'm going to get sick."

Mark, his complexion pale, nodded. "Shall we not go, Miss Penny?"

"No, I have to — that thing you said before... can you do it?"

"The appointment?"

"Yes! That one!"

Mark drew a deep breath and thought about it. "If I say the matriarch of the Pierson Family..."

"What?"

"If the request came from the matriarch of the Pierson Family, of course, I can."

"How come you didn't mention that before?" Penny blurted out after a moment of silence. "I'm not used to that kind of privilege, but shouldn't you have at least told me- or even argued with me about it - before we got to this point?"

Mark opened and closed his mouth, wondering how it was his fault that she wasn't used to the title she carried the day she married Zoren.

he breathed out before shaking his head.

I just saw the reunion theme and the venue design—I can't. I feel like I'm going to

"Then I'll call Lily."

tell them I can't make it. Or better yet, don't tell them at all. Tell them thirty minutes later,

decision. However, it came a little

BAM!

heads like rusty robots, their faces twitching as they saw Atlas and Slater standing in the doorway, looking like they were making an entrance in an action

glowing- - they were almost sparkling. Slater wore a Penny headband on his head, a Penny shirt over his sweater,

Slater, but he was spinning his keys around his finger. Attached to the keys were Penny keychains. He also had a smal Penny

with

gasped in horror, wide-eyed. "Mark," she whispered. "Can you knock them

Mark blinked, equally stunned by the sight before him. It was as though this was enough to bring back all the childhood trauma he had. Mark wasn't surprised by Slater, as he was the proudest of the Bennets

was utterly speechless. And if Atlas was here, carrying all those corny fan club trinkets, it could only mean one

up a fight,"

in this position — and you're even some high-ranking person in my husband's...

He felt reluctant. This was the Bennets, after

knock them

was, asking him to be her scapegoat for the thousandth

deep breath as he thought of ways to knock out the approaching Atlas and Slater Bennet. But before

flashing behind

and Mark

gaze to the blinking lights behind the two. It looked like someone was wearing lighting butterfly wings, their outlines

watching Hugo flash them a bright smile. Unlike Slater,

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