The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

She struggled fiercely. The effort was so intense that her ankle chafed raw against the shackles, but it seemed like she didn't even feel the pain as she reached out to grab Penn.

But he just took two casual steps back, widening the gap between him and Rose.

"Penn, you can't do this to me, you just can't! I've been by your side for so many years, you can't toss me aside like some old toy! You promised my mom you'd take care of me!! Penn, please..." Her pleas and terror were ignored.

Penn gave her a detached glance and turned to leave.

"Penn, you'll pay for this! You say I'm pitiful, aren't you just the same? Does anyone else even love you besides me?! Penn!!!"

Scales saw Penn out.d2

When he returned, Rose was still spewing curses.

Scales' face was stormy; he had actually wanted to invite Penn to stay for a coffee, but Penn seemed eager to leave, handing over his business card before dashing off.

Scales had heard Rose's curses and deep down, he felt Penn's mood was soured by the insults, which was why he didn't stay.

Scales had been eager to network with someone as learned and reputable as Penn. To have missed this opportunity made him seethe. He returned to more of Rose's vitriol and his temper flared.

He lashed out with a kick, "You wretched thing, you were sent here by someone of importance, and Dr. Lange kindly came to check on you. He even reminded me to care for you, mentioning foods you're allergic to. Instead of being grateful, you curse him like this!!!"

Rose clutched the sore spot where she'd been kicked, trembling all over.

"Take her to the isolation room. She won't see daylight for the next six months." Scales commanded coldly.

Rose's eyes widened in terror, she started apologizing frantically, "I won't do it again, I swear I won't-I can't go to the isolation room! I can't!"

But resistance was futile. Soon, Rose was taken to the isolation room, and Scales kept his word, confining her for a half year.

Rosalynn had been exhaustingly busy these past few days.

Even when awake, she felt as limp as overcooked spaghetti.

Felix called to inform Rosalynn that Penn had visited Rose.

"I don't know what was said, but that mad woman completely lost it, cursing Penn out. I heard it was quite ugly," Felix said gravely. "I was worried Dr. Lange might come seeking your forgiveness for her, once your anger cooled. But given the circumstances... Forget about pleading for her, I suspect Dr. Lange's visit might've been the final nail in the coffin."

"Even the best of us have our breaking points. It's only that Rose was spoiled to the point of mistaking Penn for a pushover," Rosalynn replied lazily. "Let them know that Penn is free to come and go as he pleases, just make sure he doesn't get roughed up by anyone in there."

"Understood," responded Felix. "Oh, and last night I received a stack of books. Did you buy them for Molly?"

Rosalynn paused, then realized, "It must have been Cory. They're for Molly's prep for the upcoming exams."

Felix was surprised. By now, he and the young miss were practically friends, on good terms indeed. But Cory, well... they barely exchanged words.

And yet he had thought to buy books for Molly?

"Cory looked cold on the outside, but he's warm on the inside," Felix remarked sincerely.

"Mhm," Rosalynn replied noncommittally. "Anything else?"