Abbyughed. "And how exactly will you do that, Penny?" she asked.


    "You’re an uneducated girl, you have no job because no one in the world would ept you. You’re not fit for anything. You live off of our money." Abby started, ridiculing her before everyone.


    Of course she knew everything about Penny. Maybelline’s words always did the trick. There’s no a day she had anything positive to say about her eldest daughter.


    "You haven’t even signed the golden contract, yet you’re acting like the queen of the house. This is what I mean, Mr. Timothy. She’s a liar and a maniptor. She doesn’t belong in the Adkins family."


    But to their surprise, Timothy turned to Penny and bowed instead.


    "Your wish is ourmand, Mrs. Adkins." he said


    Maybelline’s eyes widened. "What the hell?" she hissed. This couldn’t be happening. Penny is nothing special to be treated this way.


    She’d never seen hiredwyers ignore the true owners of a home, and side with the daughter inw.


    "From now on, all food deliveries will go to the penthouse, not the main mansion," Treadwell dered.


    "And you, Mrs. Adkins," Willy said to Penny with a small bow, "have full authority. No one is allowed to punish your servants without your consent. If they do, if anyone dares harm you or your husband, they’ll be removed from this household."


    Hughes almost jumped in joy, though she kept it inside. Thest time she smiled, she nearly got locked in the dungeon. She would have to celebrateter.


    It almost seemed as if she had won a war or an election.


    "Make sure you follow the rules, Abby," Willy warned. "If you do, your stay here willst a little longer."


    The threewyers bowed again. "We’ll take our leave now and prepare for tomorrow, Mrs. Adkins."


    Once they were gone, Abby turned on Penny like a snake ready to strike. "Don’t get ahead of yourself, Penny. I brought you here. I can kick you out whenever I want."


    She sneered. "You think marrying a madman makes you powerful? I can make you or break you, however I like."


    Penny finally turned to her with a small, sweet smile.


    "Yes, Mother," she said quietly, and walked away, her maids trailing behind her.


    But as soon as she turned her back, her smile vanished.


    "Mrs. Abby doesn’t seem too pleased with your decision, Miss Penny," Hughes whispered nervously.


    "Of course she’s not," Penny said with a softugh. "She’s furious. And what’s worse, she can’t do a thing about it."


    She had asked thewyers not to tell them about the golden contract, just to see what kind of snakes she was really dealing with. Now she knew.


    "She might try something dangerous," Hughes warned.


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    "I’ve got all of you to protect me," Penny replied, chin high.


    They reached their car and climbed into a sleek ck van. The chauffeur pulled away.


    Back in the mansion, Maybelline exploded.


    "What is going on, Abby? How could thosewyers talk to you like that? Why did they side with her?"


    "They’re the Adkinswyers," Abby said quietly, her tone t.


    Maybelline blinked. "But aren’t they yourwyers?"


    "No," Abby said, stopping in the hallway. "They serve the Adkins heir. And we... are just subjects."


    Maybelline frowned. "What does that even mean?"


    Abby turned to face her. "Many, many years ago... back when my husband and I were still living in the mountains..." She sighed and began to exin.


    There was no use hiding it anymore.


    Ariana and Chris were no longer engaged. They were married now and if they broke their marriage, the Wird name would suffer publicly.


    Ariana would probably never be able to find a husband again.


    Penny had be their best, and worst, option.


    "What?" May barked as they walked deeper into the mansion.


    "We wanted the madman to die quickly, but we couldn’t kill him because of the contract we signed," Abby admitted. "So we gave him a wife. Whoever marries him... inherits everything he owns."


    Maybelline gasped.


    "And you couldn’t give that to Ariana?" she snapped, jealous rage brewing in her chest.


    "Would you rather your daughter be dead?" Abby asked coldly.


    "Everyone who had married him have died. Penny is the one who survived." Abby said.


    "She’s the only one who can handle Osvaldo. We were happy at first. We thought she’d be dumb enough to hand us everything. But now?" She gritted her teeth. "Now she’s growing a brain."


    "We’ll need a better n to get rid of her."


    "Leave that to me," Maybelline said with a smirk. "I’ll make sure that girl disappears, just like we nned."


    "But," she added, "there’s one small favor I need first."


    Abby’s brow furrowed. "What favor?"