Chapter 921 We Have All Been Calculated
"Thessaly? Yeah, Thessaly!"
Penelope bolted out of the room, nearly tripping several times but never slowing down.
She rushed next door and stood at the entrance.
Thessaly was huddled on the bed, clutching a blanket, trembling all over. Her hair fell over her shoulders, but her exposed skin was still visible.
Paul was sprawled on the floor, surrounded by pillows, a remote control, and a tissue box.
It looked like Thessaly had been throwing things at Paul!
Tears welled up in Thessaly's eyes, her face full of helplessness, biting her lower lip.
When she saw Penelope, her tears finally fell. "Penelope..."
Thessaly was still in a daze, not understanding what had happened.
She had just woken up to find Paul lying on top of her, smoking a cigarette.
And she was completely naked!
Penelope fought back her tears, walked over, and picked up the torn dress, handing it to Thessaly. "Put this on."
Thessaly looked at the shredded dress and cried even harder.
"What happened?" she asked, her voice trembling. "Penelope, why am I here? Why are you here? Weren't we in the VIP room? Why am I in bed with Paul..."
She couldn't finish her sentence.
Seeing Thessaly like this, Penelope felt even more guilty and heartbroken.
Because it was her fault that Thessaly was in this situation. She had dragged Thessaly into this mess!
"Penelope, answer me," Thessaly looked at her helplessly. "Tell me, what... what happened..."
How could Penelope answer her?
Penelope couldn't even protect herself!
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault..."
Thessaly looked at her in confusion. "What does this have to do with you?"
Could it be that Penelope had sent her to Paul's bed?
Impossible!
Thessaly hadn't even considered that possibility!
Penelope opened her mouth to explain, but tears fell first.
She opened her arms and hugged Thessaly tightly.
At this moment, someone else had suffered the same pain as her.
Penelope was already heartbroken, and seeing Thessaly like this made it even worse!
"It's not you. You wouldn't do something like this. You wouldn't set me up." Thessaly muttered to herself. "Penelope, you're not that kind of person. You wouldn't stoop to this. What really happened?"
Thessaly's eyes were unfocused, lost.
Shadows were moving at the door, but no one came in.
It seemed things were already chaotic outside.
After Penelope arrived, Paul didn't dare make a sound.
Because he couldn't afford to offend the esteemed Penelope!
"We were set up," Penelope said, holding Thessaly, her chin resting on Thessaly's shoulder. "I don't know how they did it, how we were drugged. Everything seemed normal, but we still fell into their trap."
"They were targeting me. They wanted to harm me. But you were there too, so... they got you as well."
"Thessaly, it's my fault. I dragged you into this."
Thessaly was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses. "Targeting you? Then you... Penelope, you and Brandon..."
She suddenly grabbed Penelope's shoulders and pushed her away.
Their eyes met.
Penelope's eyes were swollen from crying, red and full of tears.
There were only four people in the VIP room.
Two men and two women.
Since she and Paul were in one room, then Brandon and Penelope...
Thessaly's eyes widened.
At that moment, Thessaly forgot her own situation! She was completely shocked for Penelope!
Penelope had been in the entertainment industry for so long, never having any sexual relationships, not climbing the social ladder, not accepting any unspoken rules. She had saved her first sexual experience for the person she loved the most... So, losing her first time was devastating for Thessaly.
But her pain was nothing compared to Penelope's!
Thessaly was single and unmarried. At worst, she had lost her reputation, which would affect her life, but wasn't fatal.
Penelope, however, was married. Her husband was the most powerful man in LA—Kelvin!
If Penelope had slept with Brandon, then...
"I'm sorry, Thessaly. It's my fault. I dragged you into this." Penelope choked out. "Originally, you could have been fine. Now... I'm sorry."
Besides apologizing, Penelope didn't know what else to say.
What could she do to Paul?
Kill Brandon, kill Paul!?
Penelope looked at Paul.
"Mrs. Davis," Paul said with a forced smile, "I..."
Penelope spoke slowly, "Before I passed out, you were still conscious! You even came over to help me! I told you to call the police, to get help... Did you do it? Why didn't you listen to me? Paul, you were the only one conscious in the VIP room!"
"Mrs. Davis, I swear!"
Paul immediately started pleading.
"Yes, I saw you, Mr. Walker, and Thessaly all pass out one after another. I was terrified and didn't know who to help first! Just as I was about to take out my phone, suddenly, my head hurt, and when I opened my eyes again, I was here, with Thessaly sleeping next to me."
Penelope gritted her teeth. "So you were conscious, just knocked out! Why did you... have sex with Thessaly? You bastard!"
Paul quickly explained, "I was conscious, but..."
He glanced at Thessaly and suddenly fell silent.
"Speak, tell us," Thessaly looked at him with hatred. "What happened, what was the situation, tell us!"
Even if she died, she needed to know the truth!
She couldn't let herself lose her reputation without knowing why!
"Forget it," Paul scratched his head. "I'm afraid... you can't handle it."
Thessaly gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with determination. "I can handle it! If you can't say it, then there's a problem!"
Penelope also looked at him. "Speak."
"It was..." Paul stammered, "It was Thessaly who initiated it."
Penelope: "What?"
Thessaly was extremely agitated, sitting up straight. "Impossible! You're lying!"
"Really!" Paul said earnestly. "You clung to me, wouldn't let go, rubbed against me, said you were hot, couldn't leave me. I pushed you away, but you clung back, even started undressing yourself..."
"I don't believe it!" Thessaly's voice was sharp, piercing the night. "That's absolutely impossible!"
How could she be that kind of woman?
"Why would I lie to you? I asked you repeatedly if you were willing. You said yes. I'm a normal man, how could I resist, so..."
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