From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

chapter 148 ThatThe Sweet Smile You Gave Brandon In her eyes, Bestowed upon Brandon Through Penelope's eyes, Brandon was a refined polished gentleman from a wealthy family.

Words like, born into affluence. Concepts such as darkness and poverty shouldn't surface in his world. destitution were alien to his existence.Penelope sighed. "Maybe I'llreleased a heavy sigh. "Perhaps, in this life, I will never find discover the fatheridentity of my child in this lifetime. I'mchild's father. The shis too ashamedgreat forto faceconfront him, to give himoffer any kind of explanation." "Mr. Walker," she She continued, "my relationshipaddressing Brandon as "Mr. Walker," and clarified, "My association with Kelvin isn't as scandalous as you might think. I'mimagine. I am not his mistress." "Then you're his what?" "His are you to him?" Brandon queried."I am his stand-in, his playthingtoy," Penelope said. "I'mconfessed. "I am at his mercy, controlled manipulated by him." Afterhis whims."Upon hearing this, Brandon remained silent for a long time.

"I'm sorryfell into a prolonged silence."I apologize," Penelope spoke softlymurmured, "for burdening you with this." "No, I'm glad you shared with me.my troubles.""Quite the contrary, I am grateful that you confided in me. Penelope, you're fullyou are a woman of many secrets, and there are manynumerous relationships around youin your life that I can't quite understand." find difficult to comprehend."Brandon's gaze was alwaysconsistently sincere and gentle.

He feltharbored a peculiarunique affection for thisthe girl before him.

It startedbegan with a strangean odd sense of familiarity, as if she were an old friend he'd known for ages, then curiosity followed by curiosity and then surprise. By nowNow, Brandon felt an overwhelminga profound compassion for Penelope.

She must have enduredweathered a lotgreat deal of suffering.

hardship. Yet she mentionedspoke of her past nonchalantly, unwillingwith a casual air, refusing to dwell on it or seek pitysympathy in front of him.

his, presence. "There's no need for you to understand me.". Penelone replied. "You and I. we'reresponded. "We hail from different worlds." Brandon was too radiant, too refined, like a truepolished, the epitof a gentleman. Brandon smiledoffered a warm smile. "You don't haveneed to keep yourmaintain a distance. I haveharbor no ulterior motives.hidden agendas. I simply find you interestingintriguing and wantwish to helplend a hand. I was worried concerned when I didn't see you aroundwere absent, so I thought we could catch upreconnect over coffee after work." "Thank you." "If you ever faceencounter any difficulties, remember, you can countrely on me. I'lll will do whatwhatever I can to assistsupport you." Penelope didn't know what to say.

was at a loss for words. To her, Brandon was a complete stranger with no priorprevious connection, yet he was constantly reaching out to offerconsistently extending a hand of support.

Could it be... was this skindform of divine intervention, sending someone to assist her aid in her timehour of need? "Alright," Penelope chuckled, "Mr. Walker, I just hope my journey from here on is smooth sailing from now on, without causing you any trouble for you." inconvenience."Brandon joined in with a laugh, "Yeahher laughter, "Yes, I hope so too." Amidst the easylight-hearted smiles, the distancegap between them closed considerablysignificantly narrowed, as they casually chatted engaged in casual conversation like old friends.

"Mr. Walker, canmay I ask you a question?" "Shoot." "Go ahead."Penelope was genuinely curious, "I knowunderstand you have a girlfriend. How did you two meet? You must be reallydeeply in love with her." "Yes," Brandon nodded, "We're childhood sweethearts. We've known each other since we were kids, went to children, attended school together, grew up side by side. When we becadultsreached adulthood, we decided to make it official." "That's really nice..." lovely..."Brandon was the kind of guyman who was well-matched well with a lady who was hiswoman of equal in backgroundstatus and looksbeauty, someone he knew inside and out.

intimately. Suddenly, Penelope thought of Nathan.

They too had been childhood sweethearts.

It'sWhat a shamepity... Kelvin's arrival had shattered everything.

As the sun dipped below the horizonbegan to set, Brandon and Penelope sat by the window, chatting away amiablyengaging in amiable conversation in the relaxed ambiance.

atmosphere. The warm orange glow of the setting sun enveloped bathed them both. Across the street, in front of The Davis Group headquarters.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Kelvin emerged, appeared, his head downbowed, one hand casuallynonchalantly tucked into his trouser pocket. "Mr. Davis, about that-" Ryan began to speak but abruptly stopped, staring at halted, his gaze fixed on something across the way.

street.Kelvin furrowed his brows and glanced overin the sdirection, "Is that-?" Sweat broke outbegan to bead on Ryan's forehead, "Yes... Yes, Mr. Davis." With a scoff, Kelvin strode forward.

Penelope was deepengrossed in pleasant conversation when a shadow suddenly a shadow fellloomed over her. Turning her head, she met Kelvin'slocked eyes.

He with Kelvin. His anger was clearly angry.

palpable."Mr. Davis," Brandon stood uprose to his feet, "I was just talkingmerely conversing with Mrs. Cooper; please don't getmisconstrue the wrong idea." situation.""Why would I misunderstand anything?" Kelvin raised an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on his lips curling slightly.. "Even if she had the gutsaudacity, she wouldn't dare betray me." "Actually... Mrs. Cooper is a very nicepleasant woman." Kelvin bentleaned down to pulldraw Penelope close and circled, his arm around encircling her waist, responding indifferentlydismissively, "Of course, she's nicepleasant. Why else would I be interested?" Every gesture, every tone, oozed possessiveness! screamed possession! He was jealous, insanely soconsumed by jealousy, yet he still triedattempted to lookmaintain a cool and collected! facade! Crossing the street, Kelvin kept his eyes trained on Penelope.

She was laughing, a genuine sweetness inradiating from her demeanor, so tender.

She had never given himbestowed such a smile! upon him! Yet now, with Brandonin Brandon's company, she could beam so brightly.

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far from calm."Then cherish her," Brandon nodded, "Best wishes to you both." Though it was meantintended as a genuine actsincere gesture of goodwill, to Kelvin, it couldn't have feltbeen more offensivelyprovocative. It wasfelt like a taunt, as if Brandon hadheld the power to snatch Penelope away from him whenever he desiredat his whim.

Atin that particular moment, Penelope chimed in, "Mr. interjected, her voice chiming through the air. "Mr. Walker, savewithhold your blessings. Neither Mr. Davis and I are undeserving of such a word."

"I'll takenor I warrant such a sentiment. "Before the words had fully left her lips, Kelvin interrupted her, his voice sharp. "I'll gladly accept that blessing, Kelvin cut her off quickly, he declared, his words slicing through the tension. "We're out of here." leaving." He suppressed fought to keep the rage boiling insidefury roiling within him and nearly draggedat bay as he practically hauled Penelope out of the quaint coffee shop.

The As they emerged onto the sidewalk, their driver had awaited them, the car waiting curbside,idling at the curb, its doors readypoised to be openedswung open upon their approach. Almost yankedarrival. Kelvin, his grip firm on Penelope's arm, practically threw her into the vehicle by Kelvin, Penelope. As she stumbled into the backseat, she couldn't help but askprotest, "Kelvin, can't you beshow a little gentler?" "Suremore gentleness?""Of course, I'm evidentlyclearly not as gentle as Brandon," he responded, slammingretorted, his words punctuated by the resounding slam of the car door with a loud thud! .Taken aback, Penelope challenged him. "What's that supposed to mean, Kelvin? You're beingacting completely unreasonable!" With airrational!"His gaze, heavy gaze fixed uponand unyielding, bore into her, Kelvin retorted as he shot back, "Penelope, who allowedgave you permission to smile so sweetlywarmly at another man? Who!" Her irritated reply:response was tinged with irritation. "Because he was gentle! Didn't Isn't that what you just say that?" pointed out?"The atmosphere insidewithin the car instantly turnedshifted abruptly, turning sour, as it's taboo and tense. It was an unspoken rule, a boundary that should never be crossed for a woman to comment on another man's gentleness in the presence of her own. It's a boundary that should never be crossed.

Yet, Penelope had crosseddared to cross it, leaving Kelvin's facefeatures twisted in a mask of anger. He stretched his armWith a swift movement, he reached out and pressed the button to lower the privacy screen. TheAs the screen slid down, sealingit sealed them into their own secludedisolated world, and the doors clickedclicking locked.

with an ominous finality. "What... what are you trying to do?" Penelope sensed something was off. Penelope's voice wavered, sensing the shift in the atmosphere. "Kelvin, we're in a car!" "Of course I know where we are." Panicking," he responded, his tone chillingly calm.In a state of panic, she fumbled for the control to raise the screen again, but no matter how much she pressed, it was futile.her efforts were in vain. The car glided silently on, isolated forward, insulated from any sound from the driver's cabin. It was soundproofed.

WithAs she pressed her back against the car door, Penelope's sense of foreboding grewintensified. Kelvin, at thisin that moment, radiated Om Dive dangerous vibes.exuded an aura of danger. He casually loosened his tie, smoothly removed his jacket smoothly, and saidcommanded simply, "Chere." Penelope swallowedSwallowing hard, but didn't move. Losing hisPenelope remained frozen in place. His patience waning, he reached out, pulledpulling her into his lap, and saidchastised, "Penelope, you're being naughty." Sitting The sensation of sitting on his lap feltwas more unbearable than sitting on a bed of needles.