/Annabelle's POV/ "I thought... you were dead," she replied, her face pale and her lips parting with shock. I chuckled dryly. "Well, let's just say rumours of my demise were exaggerated," "Seems to me like you haven't lost your touch, cousin," Rico said, his gaze directly on Ethan. "You outdid yourself with the party, I'd give you that." "Cousin?" Penelope said, her poise restored as she flashed a venomous smile. "How quaint. Your desperation is quite an ugly look, " her voice dripped with malice. " It's crazy you've grown worse over the years. So now you have advanced to leaching on men for their money, right?" "Penelope, that's Enough..."Ethan interceded. "No, Mr Thompson. Let her speak." I interrupted, my eyes locked with Penelope. "I'm intrigued." "Just a piece of advice though, selling your body to men doesn't mean they'd love you," she finalised, her grip on Ethan's hand tightening once again. I chuckled, my eyes dancing with amusement. "Oh Penelope, years hav
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