From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 166 Kelvin Comes to Her Rescue The cold was unbearable, and Penelope shook uncontrollably.

"So fragile, just a few hours locked up and you're already falling apart," Fiona dragged her out of the basement and threw her onto the first-floor ground, "You heardtalking to Kelvin on the phone, didn't you? He's on his way." Hearing that name, Penelope slowly opened her eyes.

"Yes, Kelvin's coming." She clenched her teeth, "He'll save me." "He can't save you!" Fiona screamed, "You're in my grasp, and I won't let you go! I'll take you down with me! Understand? Give up any hope you have!" But Penelope persisted, "He will save me." The more Fiona thought about it, the angrier she got, slapping Penelope across the face, "That's for your stubbornness and your defiance!" Unsatisfied, Fiona kicked her and grumbled, "If it weren't for my plan to humiliate you in front of Kelvin, I would've dealt with you already! Do you think I'm keeping you because I'm afraid to touch you?" Penelope looked up at her, "Kelvin is smart and resourceful. Are you sure you can outsmart him?" "I can! Because you're my trump card!" Fiona declared.

"But I trust him more," Penelope said, "Because he loves me, and he'll do everything he can to save me." Fiona was enraged by her words. She yanked Penelope's hair, "Love? Kelvin loves you?" "Yes, he loves me," Penelope replied, "He toldhimself, more than once." Fiona burst into laughter, "Yeah, the woman who saved him that night with her own life was you, Penelope, not me. He's been searching for you all along. The child you're carrying was his... What a shame, huh? What did you two end-up with? Nothing!" The child, forever a deep-seated ache in Penelope's heart.

Growing increasingly agitated, Fiona confessed, "When I found out you were pregnant, I panicked. What if the child was born and grew up to look just like Kelvin? That would've ruined all my plans. So, I tried everything to get rid of your baby." "You're incredibly lucky, you know? Despite my attempts, that baby just stayed put inside you! But what thrilledmore than the baby dying at my hands was Kelvin being the one who took it away!" "When I heard the news, I was ecstatic... Now that Kelvin knows the child was his, oh, how he regrets it! But it's too late, all too late," Fiona said, mockingly.

Penelope just stared coldly at the deranged Fiona.

"I advise you to letgo; it's your only chance," Penelope said. "I'll beg Kelvin for mercy so that you and the hospital director can both live." She had to prioritize her safety. Before Kelvin arrived, she had to devise a strategy to secure Fiona's stability! By working together internally, she could improve her escape prospects. Relying solely on Kelvin wasn't an option! "Live? I've no intention of living on, my father might as well be dead," Fiona retorted. "Don't try to persuade me!" "If you die, you'll truly have nothing... Think about it," Penelope persuaded.

"What do I have now?" Fiona shot back, "Just a miserable life, dragging you down with me!" Penelope patiently responded, "Actually, what you've done before doesn't warrant death. I can ensure Kelvin will show you mercy. There's still hope for your life, a chance for a turnaround." "Shut up, stop talking!" Fiona disruptively yelled. "I don't want to hear it!" "You want live too, don't you? No one wants to die. Fiona, as long as we're alive, anything is possible. If you're dead, that's truly the end." 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! "Shut up! I won't listen! Living a life less than others, I'd rather die!" Fiona stated.

Fiona had experienced the luxury Kelvin brought her, living in a waterfront mansion, driven around in limousines. Now suddenly stripped of it all, the psychological gap was too vast, and she couldn't accept it.

That's when Penelope realized Fiona's fear was living without money. There was her weak spot! Now she had something to work with.

"You want money? That's easy," Penelope said. "Just letgo, and Kelvin will transfer the funds immediately. In any amount you want! Then you can take the money... and leave the country." Fiona paused, taken aback.

Seeing her momentary interest, Penelope continued to persuade her, "Death is the worst way out; don't be rash... I can ensure everything I've just said comes to fruition!" Just then, a sudden burst of bright light blared through from outside.

It was blindingly bright, forcing Fiona and Penelope to squint their eyes shut. Penelope raised her hand to shield her eyes, while Fiona, quicker to react, yanked her toward the wall for cover. She swiftly pulled out a knife and pressed it against Penelope's throat.

"Who's there? Stay back!" Fiona yelled, "Freeze! Don't move! Don't cany closer!" The beam of light continued to shine directly at them.

Pressing the knife tighter to Penelope's neck, Fiona threatened, "Turn off the lights! Or I swear I'll end her!" Only upon her command did the intense light flicker out.

Penelope found herself engulfed in darkness, her eyes gradually adjusting to the normal light. She glimpsed Kelvin, clad in a black trench coat, flashlight in hand, an air of menace about him. His face was etched with a grim expression as he stared intently in their direction.

Kelvin had arrived.

At that moment, seeing him standing there, Penelope's heart was suddenly filled with a profound sense of safety. She just knew he would come! "Well, Mr. Davis, you sure got here fast," Fiona said with a chuckle, "Been waiting a while for you. Glad you could make it." Kelvin stood silently, alone. There was no one else behind.

"Yes, I'm here," Kelvin replied, his voice deep and heavy, "Fiona, what are your demands? Just spell it out."

His gaze fixed on the knife against Penelope's throat, his heart raced. Fiona wasn't known for hegentle touch; a slice there could be fatal... Where the blood would spurt out of and not even a miracle could bring Penelope back! "I have no demands," Fiona answered smoothly, "I just want you to see Penelope die right before your eyes!"

With that, she drew the knife lightly across Penelope's neck, leaving a Ο thin line of blood. The cut was somewhat deep, blood dripping steadily, quickly staining Penelope's clothes crimson.

Kelvin instinctively moved forward, but at the sound of Fiona's voice, "Stop! Don't cany closer!" his foot fell back in place. Fiona, back against the wall, used Penelope as a shield in front of her, a clear sign she felt secure.

"Kelvin, I bet you've set a trap all around us," Fiona asserted. "Even though you seem to be alone, you've planned everything! Don't think I'm clueless!" Kelvin responded, "As you can see, it's justright now."