"We don’t care if Mrs. Adkins is a product of rape," Timothy added, voice steady.


    "Or the devil," Treadwell echoed.


    "Or Lucifer, a cockroach, a ghost—call her what you want," Willy said. "But in this house, you will give her the respect she deserves."


    "Respect?" May spat the word like it was poison.


    "And who are you to tell me what to do?" she snapped, her voice rising. "Don’t forget, you’re all hired help. You work for us. You don’t get to tell me how to treat my child!" She shouted, ignoring the quiet tug at her sleeve from Abby beside her.


    But these weren’t ordinary staff. These men were the Adkins’ personalwyers, the richest and most feared in the world. They were Osvaldo’s voice. And now, Penny was Osvaldo’s wife. Their power extended to her.


    "Daughter?" Penny’s voice sounded from behind and everyone turned to look at her, as well as Hughes and the two maids who escorted her.


    Her steps were slow and precise, the front of her dress swaying with each movement. Her blonde hair was tied to a ponytail, in her hands was the worn out purse she always carry around.


    Both Abby and Maybelline frowned at the sight of her.


    They still felt resentment after everything that happened the night before. Penny stood there and watched her husband humiliate them before her maids and the guest still lurking around.


    Gossip had already began spreading around and Abby have received a few calls asking what was happening. The news about her smelling like urine was already on everyone lips.


    After hosting such an event, she had embarrassed herself before people.


    Penny stared at both women, but didn’t bother greeting them. Who would believe one day, the same mouth that once called her useless and unwanted would turn to say proudly that she was her mother.


    She smiled.


    She would have been in theb figuring out how to heal Osvaldo’s madness, but Hughes had told her about them not knowing how to shop.


    The world had changed alot from 15years ago and she doubts she’d be able to know where the market or mall is located anymore. So, she decided to ask Penny for help.


    "You’re still around Mr Timothy?" Penny asked and all three men suddenly tensed.


    They had been dragged here by Abby’s gossip, expecting something serious, only to be fed lies and nder.


    "Well, yes. Mrs Peterson wanted to tell us something important." Abby gave a tight smile stuck between the line of being nice to Penny or showing her true colours.


    "I see." Penny’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. She could already guess what kind of ’important’ thing this was.


    "Heading out, Mrs. Adkins?" Timothy asked.


    Penny nodded. "I’m taking the servants to the mall. They don’t know how to shop."


    Abby stiffened.


    "There’s no need for you to go yourself, Mrs. Adkins," Treadwell said quickly.


    "Food is stocked here monthly," Willy added. "Didn’t you get any supplies?"


    They had done everything to make life easy for her. All Penny had to do was speak, and the entire house would serve her like a queen.


    Maybelline’s eyes darkened. Why were these men treating Penny like royalty? She was just a fat mistake, a girl born of shame, someone no one should respect.


    "Didn’t you already know, Mr. Timothy?" Penny asked sweetly.


    "Know what?" he asked, his voice gentler now.


    Penny nced at the two women, then turned away like they didn’t exist. She pouted slightly.


    "I and my servants were ordered to starve for a week." Her voice was soft,. "And you know how much I eat. How am I supposed to survive that?" She put her hand on her head as if to faint from hunger, being dramatic for no reason.


    "Even your master hasn’t eaten today," she whispered.


    "What nonsense are you saying, Penny?" Abby burst outughing. "No one would do that. Are you dreaming?" she continued theugh like anyone had cracked a joke.


    Maybelline looked confused. Why was Abby suddenly nervous? Why did she look so shaken by this girl?


    "What are you talking about, Abby?" Maybelline demanded. "You told Chris to send the order. Don’t act clueless now."


    She turned to re at her. "Don’t tell me you’re scared of this thing? What can she do to you?"


    Penny’s face remained soft, even innocent as she smiled. Thw two foolish women were exposing each other. How perfect.


    "Not only that, Mr. Timothy," she suddenly said as dress swaying each time she moved. "They also locked up my maids in the dungeon forughing, justughing, when my husband peed on them."


    Thewyers’ faces darkened.


    "You are the bestwyers in the world," Penny said. "So I ask you, judge this fairly. What crime did my servantsmit for standing by their mistress while she was mistreated by these women?"


    "How dare they bully me in my husband’s home?"


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    Willy’s voice came out quiet. "But Miss Penny... they said you sent Master Osvaldo after them."


    And just like that, the women froze.