Rival Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

She paused raising a brow at me. I didn't care to give her an answer, I just scowled at her. Her lips widened into a sardonic smile," You know me so well my dear, Penelope." I gave her a knowing look, I had gone past the stage of believing that this woman would ever care about me.

Yes, he had apologized for being a huge jerk to me before I moved to London with my family and he wanted to make it up to me but I still wasn’t fully sure that this wasn’t one of Tyler’s schemes. "Okay," Mrs Jacobs announced as she faced the class and folded her arms across her chest. "Volunteers to the board. Noah, Diego and Mary." I let out a sigh as I grabbed my calculator from my desk and got up from my seat while Noah, who was removing books from his bag, said, "Uh, I didn't volunteer." "You did now," she replied as I walked over to the board and she handed me a marker when I got to her. “It’s great to have you back Mary.”

Jenny said like a proud teen, and Zara was beyond stunned as she cast a glance at Jenny daydreaming. “Pass me that,” Zara said, pointing at a cardboard. “He's the best. I mean, any woman who gets to be his girlfriend will be so lucky…” “I don't think so,” Zara said with an eyeroll. Any woman who got to be Chance’s girlfriend would be unlucky. “What do you know…he's a superstar…” I mean…his reputation is off the hook…” Jenny said, and Zara's eyes narrowed suspiciously. “He's not a prince; there's nothing special about him…don't be fooled,” Zara said as she got up, but Jenny had a sour look on.

It can be a lead… I decided to confront the author, a man named Victor James, who was known for his temper. Even though it’s my third day here, Victor is also a known author and I have read his works. He is really competitive, and I understand because he has great books, too. I found him in the break room, nursing a cup of coffee. "Victor, can we talk?" He looked up, surprise flickering in his eyes. "Haven Thorne… Joaquin’s future wife. Sure, what about?"

"God...who are you exactly, are you even the lady I have dated for the past two years, I mean I know the Erin I dated was jealous and all but this, this is just not you," She scoffed, "well I'm not the person you think I am?" "Then who are you... Penelope Armani?” The whole emotion dropped from her face and she stared at him. "What? Did you not expect me to find out that you're that girl from high school?" She looked away, "Well that girl is here to get revenge," "And for what... The fact that I did not like you..." "No no, did you think that was all there is, did you think that you're that great!"

Penelope just drew the line further than I could reach, leaving me with no other option but an offer that has been lying on my plate for weeks. I found my feet and hurried towards the bridge, where I met the girl. She's supposed to be a servant in the mansion, but she just turned out to be a spy from Rhaegal's rogue pack, offering deals to Isolde and I to work together and get rid of Penelope. Isolde refused, likewise did I. Our plan wasn't to literally eliminate her, but take her out of the way. Now, she has left me with one option. Whatever a rogue wolf wanted from Penelope, I'm certain it would do her more harm than I could imagine.

"She has been envious of Clara since we were kids. At the orphanage, she would steal Clara's toys. Once we started school, she even tore up her homework. "With time, her jealousy worsened, fueled by Clara's acceptance into your family and her newfound wealth. She even questioned me about why Clara was picked. "I told her it was because Clara looks so much like Mrs. Wright. After that, Penelope deliberately went and had plastic surgery to resemble Mrs. Wright!" His words hit me like a lightning strike. I stared at Henry in disbelief, my body shaking uncontrollably. Those 18 years we shared as kids meant nothing at this moment; he was a complete stranger.

" Penelope murmured. I can't wait for you to start working in the family company again, Hillary said and Penelope resisted the urge to scoff. Was Hillary scared of her coming back to take everything from her? Things that were rightfully hers? She mused with a shake of her head. "Me too." Penelope said with an easy smile. It was becoming easier now to just play along and watch Hillary and Geoffrey make a fool of themselves. “So, do you have anyone special in your life right now? Hillary asked conversationally. Penelope nodded, "Yes, I do," she said, thinking of Daphne and Dahila. "Aww. Tell me everything about him," Hillary said excitedly. "Why does it have to be a he?" Penelope asked amused.

How reckless could she be to provoke Elon Lancaster himself? Penelope was annoyed. Which young lady would dye their hair green and dress like a thug? If she had known Fiona's identity, she wouldn't have said that!

"Even so, Caleb has terrible taste. If you're going to cheat, at least pick someone younger and prettier. Penelope doesn't even compare to Sydney." That last comment struck a chord with several listeners. No one had thought to compare the two before. But now, side by side, it was painfully clear that Sydney outshone Penelope by miles. Her beauty, her figure, and that intangible aura were incomparable. The scattered remarks pierced Penelope's ears like needles. Rage twisted her features, and one manicured nail even snapped in half. She was worse than Sydney? Ridiculous! At every banquet she had ever attended, she had been praised and fawned over. These people must be jealous because Caleb fav