Penelope's pov.I couldn’t understand why she had asked me to meet her, especially when I had never had any meaningful conversation with her before. I knew who she was, of course, and I was aware of how much influence her family had, but I had no idea what she wanted from me. Nevertheless, she noticed me standing nearby and gestured for me to approach her. I walked towards the bench, feeling increasingly uncomfortable as I wondered what kind of conversation I was about to have.“Penelope, please sit down,” she said, pointing to the space beside her.I sat down cautiously, keeping a little distance between us. “Good afternoon, Mrs. Bancroft. I’m sorry, but I was surprised to receive your message. Is there something you wanted to discuss with me?”She looked me over before opening her handbag and taking out a cheque. “Yes, there is something we need to discuss, and I would appreciate it if you listened carefully instead of pretending you don’t understand the situation. My daughter has b
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