Kill Switch Penelope Douglas Summary Novels & Stories

“Penelope, you poured that wine on yourself. Stop trying to pin your drama on me just to get me thrown out.” “You lie!” Penelope shouted, her fake tears flowing again. Anna tilted her head, arms folded. “Which part did I lie about? Was it the part where you ruined my marriage? Or the part where you poisoned your own family and almost killed your son? Or maybe… the part where you killed your ex-husband?” The entire hall gasped. Penelope’s jaw dropped. Her tears stopped instantly. “I did not kill Williams!” she barked, her face pale. “You did,” Anna said softly, almost smiling. “You killed him slowly.”

he barked. Suddenly, Penelope pulled out a small knife from nowhere. "If you drive me out today, I'll kill myself here!" Her voice cracked into a shriek, her body trembling like a madman. However, the threat was useless on Eugene. He had already proven he was willing to strike at her and George both. Why would her life mean anything to him now? "If I die here, Noah will never grow up to be a healthy child," Penelope spat viciously, pressing the blade to her wrist.

The light from the fireplace cast a warm glow over the dark furniture and ceiling-high bookshelves. The cozy ambiance did nothing to stem the deeply rooted anxiety roiling through my body. Killian stood stone-faced and grim as Penelope whimpered, her entire body trembling. Through her shirt I noticed her belly quivering and contracting. I wanted to ask again if she was all right, if she was in pain, but what good would it do when Killian was about to break her heart? “Penelope,” Killian began. I stepped in front of him and took Penelope by the shoulders, sitting down with her on the sofa, knee to knee.

Christopher turned to Penelope in horror. "She's lying!" Penelope backed away. "I would never—" "The coffee," Christopher realized. "You insisted on bringing her coffee." "I was being nice!" "You were being careful," Jonathan corrected. "Cyanide is tricky to dose correctly." The crowd erupted in shocked whispers. "Security!" Steven White bellowed. But before the guards could move, Penelope pulled out a gun. "Nobody move!" Her hand shook. "I won't go down for this!" "Penelope," Christopher stepped toward her. "Put it down."

Penelope barked out angrily, “Stay away from him if not I’ll blast his head off. I don’t mind killing him. I’ll kill him and kill myself. You’d be mine either alive or dead. You will always be mine in every way.” She snarled hard. “Think about it, Adonis doesn’t want you to be like this. He doesn’t-“ Lola starts again. “Miss Penelope, please put down the gun and let go.” One of the officers piped up and she chuckled bitterly.

“But it seems I’ve found something far more interesting. Do you think the board of directors would like to see this? Or perhaps Mr. Chen Sr.? I’m sure he’d be thrilled to know his son is carrying on with a married assistant.” She lowered her phone, but Kayla could see the gleam in her eyes—the same inquisitive, unsettling look she’d had since the day they’d met. Mrs. Penelope had been quiet, almost invisible, for weeks. But now it was clear—she’d been watching, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Liam stepped in front of Kayla, his face hardening into a mask of anger. “Delete it,” he said. “Now.” Mrs. Penelope smiled—a small, cold smile that made Kayla’s blood run cold. “I don’t think

Thankfully, the seatbelts held them back. Penelope yanked the door handle open and ran out of the car. She stopped near a bushy area and let out a huge brief. She took some breaths in. she did that for some minutes. Killian stepped out of the car and slammed the door shut. After Penelope’s breathes return to normal, she started steely at him. “Did you have a suicide wish. Huh?” Killian shrugged. “It got you to talk. I know you are mad at me but you won’t tell me what it is.”

Smack! Before she could finish her word, Penelope’s hand had landed on her face. Then, more cynical and vicious comments followed suit, “Who are you to call me Penelope? You murderer. You still have the gall to show your face around here?” Sharon’s head slanted to the side from her slap. A murderer? Did they genuinely regard her as the culprit who had murdered Douglas? “Vice President Zachary, I just want to see Director Zachary one last time.”

She quickly felt dizzy and eventually lost consciousness. Penelope took her notepad and let out a frustrated moan. She wrote, "D was at the Auditorium when Igor Paulson was murdered and seemed to have been kidnapped by a black van without plates" "pshh... Igor Paulson is alive the killer missed his attack... pshh" Penelope's walky-talky proclaimed. "pshh... To all, prepare ambulance arrival!" it added.

"You know that I am not the bad person here but I can be if you are proving difficult, I already own you without knowing your deadly secrets, me knowing them will not change anything and you are aware of that fact." "I killed a man. He was the leader of the platoon sent to my district." Penelope whispered as Vallas leant back into his chair with shock. He would have never expected to hear that, not in a million years. Penelope raised her head and looked at Vallas with a hard glint in her eyes. "And I would have done that again if I was still in the same situation as before." "Interesting." Was all Vallas could mutter. Penelope, it would seem is the perfect choice for his purpose, whether she