I fucked up

“I see you came. You weren’t so humble yesterday. But it’s fine, have a seat. I’m about having lunch, you can join me.” Penelope said.

“I didn’t come to have lunch. Tell me why you asked me to come here, I don’t have much time.” Amanda said.

“Oh yes, yes, lest I forget. It’s a very simple task, all you need to do is put your conscience aside. You always like to put yourself first, right? That’s exactly what you’ll be doing, it’s pretty easy. But I have a deal for you. That child you are carrying, he’s gonna die whether or not I kill him now.” Penelope said.

“I don’t believe you.” Amanda said, holding her stomach.

“Yes, I knew you wouldn’t that’s why I need to show this to you. Give me your hand.” Penelope said.

“And why would I do that. Just go straight to the point or I’ll leave.” Amanda said.

“Give me your hands let me show you something.” Penelope said for the second time but Amanda refused and started leaving.

“I know that Gordon is not the father of the child you are carrying.” P