ACCIDENTALLY MARRIED TO A MAD BILLIONAIRE-Chapter 49: GREEDY MEETS GREEDY
Chapter 49: GREEDY MEETS GREEDY
"Send Master after them?" Penny repeated, turning slowly toward her mother and mother-in-law with a gentle smile.
"But my husband was only protecting me from harm," she added sweetly, her voice soft and innocent like a child’s. But behind that softness... was steel.
"Is it now a crime to defend yourself?" The lawyers all shook their heads in disagreement.
They had played her for too long. It was time to return the favor.
"You ungrateful brat!" Maybelline snapped. "How can you say that to your own mother?"
"I carried you for ten months after you ruined my life! I fed you until you got fat, and this is how you repay me? Disrespect? Disobedience?"
She spat the words like venom. "This is why I will always choose your sister over you. I will never love you. No matter what you do."
Penny didn’t flinch. Not anymore. There was a time when her mother’s cruel words left her crying in the dark, hiding in her room, wondering what she did wrong.
But that girl was gone.
She no longer needed their love, or their approval. She’d survived without it for years and would keep surviving.
"I’ve decided something," Penny said calmly ignoring her mother’s words. "From today on, the penthouse is no longer part of this mansion. We’ll handle our own food. Our own business. Everything we need."
Abby laughed. "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 accept 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 manipulator. She doesn’t belong in the Adkins family."
But to their surprise, Timothy turned to Penny and bowed instead.
"Your wish is our command, 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 hired lawyers ignore the true owners of a home, and side with the daughter in law.
"From now on, all food deliveries will go to the penthouse, not the main mansion," Treadwell declared.
"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. The last time she smiled, she nearly got locked in the dungeon. She would have to celebrate later.
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 will last a little longer."
The three lawyers 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. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
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 soft laugh. "She’s furious. And what’s worse, she can’t do a thing about it."
She had asked the lawyers 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.
"I’ve got all of you to protect me," Penny replied, chin high.
They reached their car and climbed into a sleek black van. The chauffeur pulled away.
Back in the mansion, Maybelline exploded.
"What is going on, Abby? How could those lawyers talk to you like that? Why did they side with her?"
"They’re the Adkins lawyers," Abby said quietly, her tone flat.
Maybelline blinked. "But aren’t they your lawyers?"
"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 explain.
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 Willard name would suffer publicly.
Ariana would probably never be able to find a husband again.
Penny had become 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 plan to get rid of her."
"Leave that to me," Maybelline said with a smirk. "I’ll make sure that girl disappears, just like we planned."
"But," she added, "there’s one small favor I need first."
Abby’s brow furrowed. "What favor?"