The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 2049

Grabbing his briefcase, Penn was heading out the door.

The old newspaper clipping about Quentin Silverman's murder of Betsy Albinia was still on his desk. Back then, newspapers were rather generous with their photo sizes, just like this one.

The accompanying picture of the news was Betsy, her eyes wide open, lying in the weeds.

Penn never saw it coming.

Having just told Ms. Albinia that Rosalynn was an honest businesswoman who wouldn't harm him, he had barely stepped out of the hotel room when he was held by a group of hulking, menacing men. "Mr. Lange, our boss wishes to see you. Please come with us."

Penn glanced at them, he even noticed that one of them was carrying a rope and a sack.d2

Penn was speechless.

Half an hour later, Penn was pushed into a room. The carpet was plush and soft under his feet.

He was relieved.

Perhaps because he had been cooperative all along, they didn't use the sack or the rope.

Before he could steady himself, the door was shut.

Penn looked up and saw a slender figure standing by a vintage window, staring absentmindedly at a ginkgo tree outside.

"Ms. Jared." Penn took the initiative to speak.

Rosalynn turned around, saying, "You're here."

Penn gave a bitter smile, "With a sack and rope at hand, even if I didn't come willingly, they would have brought me here anyways, right?"

Rosalynn walked over and sat down on a red velvet sofa, "Have a seat."

Penn obediently walked over and sat down in the chair opposite Rosalynn.