Escaped My Ex, Got Snatched by His Rival - Chapter 554

Chapter 554: Still not giving up
Penelope could barely calm down with what was happening in her life. First her plan to seduce Nicolai went downhill. Secondly, she could not silence Ariana before her identity was disclosed and it led to that woman now living under the same roof as her. Lastly, not to mention, Ariana was the cause of her face being disfigured.

Now she had lost the very foundation to attract a decent man and could only rely on the scheme that was cooking in her head.

And to make things worse, her mother was now supporting that woman without caring about her. Even the servants treated her with condemnation.

It was too much.

Penelope gritted her teeth in anger and panted heavily through her nostrils. Right now, her priority was to get Nicolai marry her, and she had to make that marry her no matter how! Thus, she did not care about how her words might have hurt Kaylyn, who truly cared for her despite the arrogance and her actions.

Right now, she only had one thought in her head and that was to find a way to marry Nicolai and she knew just how to do it.

Since her parents refused to help her, she was going to make use of someone who can.

At the Harlow house, Mister Harlow was staring dazedly at the tea water that he had left to ferment. Now he had no money to buy alcohol and he could only use such means to fulfil his desire for alcohol.

The police had announced to her that his wife was dead and there was no way she was going to return. With her gone, Mister Harlow had nothing left in his hands. All the money was in the hands of Marcia, and he had no idea where his wife had placed his cards while his son refused to support his addiction and directly told him that he was not going to let him get drunk like he did in the past.

He sipped on the fermented tea water and frowned when he realised that, other than tasting bitter, this water couldn’t satisfy his craving.

“Damn that bitch, why did she have to die? And even if she was going to die, why didn’t she tell me where she had placed the cards?” Mister Harlow did not care about the death of his wife. The two might have three children together but he shared no affection with that woman and whatsoever emotion that he had in his heart for her wiped out when he found out what she had done.

Mister Harlow sighed as he threw the tea back in the trash can.

While he was worrying about how he was going to spend his life like this, a low-key car came to a stop in front of the Harlow house. The driver looked at the small house that was looking unkempt, with mud, dirt, and moss covering the stairs and the entire garden growing as if no one had cared for it for ages.

He then turned to look at the woman standing beside him and then said to her, “Miss, are you sure we are at the right place?”

“I do not think that this thing can be done.”

“I am here only to see my father,” Penelope harrumphed and ordered the driver, “Stay here until I am done and then we can go back home together.”

She then glanced at the elderly man and stated in a cold voice, “And of course, don’t let this be known to my parents. Or else you know what will happen, right?”

“Yes, miss,” the elderly driver lowered his head and dared not refuse her.

Penelope stepped forward and then walked over to the door, which was covered in grime. She was thoroughly disgusted when she saw how unclean the yard was. She had expected such a thing, as she knew that the Harlows were not as rich as the Ashfords but she never thought that they were this unclean as well.

How could they not clear up the yard and leave it to become a mess like this?

When her heels skidded on the moss that was growing on the steps, she caught hold of the railing to stop herself from falling. While patting her chest, she cursed Mister Harlow in her heart once again. What a useless man.

He only needed to wipe these stairs with a mop and water and yet he couldn’t do it.

She raised her hand and rang the bell while waiting impatiently on the porch. It took the man to open at least three minutes before he opened the door.

“Who are you? What are you doing here?” The man asked with a frown on his face, as if he were really busy and Penelope had disturbed him.

Penelope looked at the grimy shirt that the man was wearing and scrunched her nose in disgust.

“I am Penelope Ashford,” she introduced herself in a proud voice. “You might not know this but your wife, Marcia Harlow—she replaced her daughter with Mrs. Kaylyn Ashford’s daughter, more than twenty years ago.”

She glanced at Mister Harlow with a disdainful look and stated, “That makes me your daughter in a way.” she hated to admit it but the plan that she had in her mind could only be fulfilled once she got this man to follow her.

“My daughter?” Mister Harlow’s eyes brightened as he took in Penelope’s appearance. He might not be a rich man but he knew how to address and notice rich and expensive objects at one glance. He knew that the clothes and accessories that Penelope was wearing were really expensive.

As for whether this girl was his daughter or not, he did not care as long as she had money.

“Come inside,” Mister Harlow raised his hand and patted Penelope on her shoulders. “I believe that you and I have a lot of things that we need to talk and discuss about.”

Seeing the expression of greed on his face, Penelope pursed her lips in disgust.

But she still stepped inside the house as she wanted to talk about the corporation that she had in mind.

Once she stepped inside, Mister Harlow followed her while rubbing his hands. His eyes never left the diamond-inlaid watch that Penelope was wearing in his hands.

“You need to help me.” Penelope turned to look at the man and spoke her mind as soon as she stepped inside the living hall; she didn’t even sit down on the couch that had a layer of dust on it and went straight to the point.

“Help? What kind of help?” Mister Harlow asked and before Penelope could reply, he added another question: “What will I get in return for helping you?”

Penelope curled her lips in a sneer as she took off her watch and threw at the face of the man, who did not feel offended at all and crouched down to pick it up with a greasy smile.

He didn’t have any self-respect when it came to money.

“All you need to do is go to the De Luca house this afternoon,” she said to the man. “Once you arrive there, you need to tell the security guard that you know what Nicolai de Luca did on the night of the fifteenth of this month.”

“Tell him that if he doesn’t bring you to see Nicolai De Luca, you will go to the police and file a complaint about the murder of your wife that was done by Nicolai de Luca.”

“Without evidence?” Mister Harlow questioned with a frown.

“Why are you feeling so nervous?” Penelope sneered as she said to the man, “You are not going to do it right away; just threaten him and ask him to marry me in return. As long as you do this job well, I will make sure to send you five thousand dollars every month.”

Of course she was only baiting this man. Once she successfully becomes Mrs. De Luca, why will she care about this old man?

“Marry you? Why? Aren’t you doing well at the Ashfords?” Mister Harlow did not understand and asked a silly question, which made Penelope laugh.

Her laugh echoed in the silent house as she rolled her eyes and said to Mister Harlow, “How can I be doing well? Your wife is an idiot; she exchanged the child but kept the other one alive. Why couldn’t she have killed Ariana when she was a baby?!” She questioned angrily, momentarily losing control of her gentle features, which made Mister Harlow step back.

Seeing the look on his face, she snorted and then said to Mister Harlow, “It is the fault of your wife that I am in this situation. Now only by marrying Nicolai can I live a proper life. Go and threaten that man and make sure that he will marry me.”

“But what if he refuses?” For the sake of five thousand dollars, he wished to agree but a man who could kill his wife, how could he just go ahead and threaten him?