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From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 666
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Chapter 666 A Woman Causes Trouble "Isn't it a hassle?" Kelvin asked.

"Not at all," Connor said, waving his hand. "I'm stoked!" Connor was genuinely happy. Whenever he talked about Sam, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't stop grinning.

"This kid is a genius. I've never seen anyone so sharp. He picks up everything after just one go! I took him fishing, and he was like my little sidekick. He knew the best spots, where the fish were biting, and he was all over the place, super efficient. Even the other folks fishing nearby were impressed. It was aweshaving him around." Kelvin nodded with a faint smile, but inwardly scoffed. Sam had even charmed Connor. Was there anyone he couldn't sway? Kelvin saw Sam's potential, but as a dad, he couldn't ignore Sam's interest in Lucy! After finishing his praise, Connor kept sipping his tea with a smile.

"By the way, Dad," Penelope said. "When you have sfree time, I'll set up a meeting with Nicole. She's mentioned wanting to visit you a few times." "Nicole? Just her?" "Yeah." Connor looked puzzled.

"It's a long story," Penelope said with a bitter smile. "Dad, the Mitchell family stuff is super complicated." Connor got it. "Alright, no need to explain. I'll go along with whatever you arrange. I'll have to meet the Mitchell family sooner or later anyway." "No matter what the Mitchell family is like, Dad, you'll always be my dad," Penelope said. "And Mom will always be my mom. We're family, and nothing can change that." Connor nodded. "Good kid, I'm just happy you always think of me." "You and Mom raisedfor over twenty years. I can never repay that. I'll always remember your kindness," Penelope said sincerely.

An adoptive father was still a father.

In her heart, Connor was way better than Brent! From childhood to adulthood, he cared for her, brought her treats, and with his broad shoulders and strong hands, kept her safe.

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"I don't ask for much. Your safety and happiness mean the world to me," Connor said. "But Penelope, the Mitchell family is your real family. They're your biological parents, and you shouldn't break their hearts." Penelope sighed.

She should tell Dad about the Mitchell family situation.

She couldn't hide it, and she didn't plan to.

"The Mitchell family is a mess right now," Penelope said. "The paternity test results are out. I am indeed the daughter the Mitchell family lost years ago. But Isabella is also a daughter of the Mitchell family." "I know, Isabella is an adopted daughter," Connor said.

"No, she's Brent's illegitimate daughter, brought into the Mitchell family as an adopted daughter, raised by Nicole." Connor was stunned, taking a moment to process, but he didn't pry; it wasn't his place. "Where's Nicole now?" Connor asked.

"At the hospital," Penelope replied. "Her health isn't great, but she's slowly getting better." "In that case, I should visit her," Connor said after thinking for a moment. "Penelope, what do you think?" Penelope shook her head. "Dad, that's not right. You've raisedfor twenty years; you're my father and a benefactor to the Mitchell family. How could you be the one to visit first?" Connor laughed. "I don't mind these things." "Just relax, I'll arrange it." If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Alright, then I'll head out now and cback to pick up Sam in the evening," Connor said, standing up. "I have a fishing date with a friend. Can't be late." Kelvin and Penelope both stood up to see him off.

"Dad's really doing a lot better," Penelope sighed. "He's been lonely for too long." Especially during the four years she was away from LA.

How much must Connor have missed her? Knowing Penelope was still alive but unable to contact or visit her, only silently praying in his heart, counting the days, now thinking about it, Penelope felt heartbroken.

"Thank goodness for Sam," Penelope repeated after a few seconds. "Thank goodness for Sam." Sam was truly a treasure.

When she couldn't hold on, thinking of Sam gave her strength.

When she felt she was about to lose Lucy, thinking of Sam gave her hope.

When Connor was lonely and bored, having Sam brought joy and busyness to his days.

Penelope suddenly wanted to hug Sam.

She turned to go upstairs to see how the siblings were chatting when her phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Nicole.

"Hello," Penelope answered. "Mrs. Mitchell." "Penelope, Penelope!" On the other end, Nicole's voice was full of sadness, weak, and mixed with anger.

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"What happened?" Penelope's heart tightened. "What's going on?" She listened carefully and found that it was very noisy on the other end, with occasional sharp screams from a woman.

Nicole sighed. "If you can, cover now." "Okay." Penelope didn't ask more and decisively agreed. "Wait fora bit." She hung up the phone and immediately walked out.

"Penelope?" Kelvin asked. "Where are you going?" "The hospital! To see Nicole!" Although she didn't know what was going on, she understood it must be serious.

For ordinary matters, Nicole would have explained over the phone, but Nicole didn't even mention it, and her tone was clearly pleading, just hoping Penelope could c over.

So Penelope wouldn't miss it!

She jumped into the car, sat in the driver's seat, and without waiting for Kelvin to to catch up, she stepped on the gas and quickly drove out of the King Manor!

In the high-care ward, Nicole was half-lying on the hospital bed hem face a bit pale, but she still forced herself to look at the woman at the door. The woman was blocked by bodyguards and couldn't cin, but she kept shouting and screaming, her voice echoing throughout the floor.

The woman looked to be in her forties, still relatively young-looking, dressed luxuriously, but clearly not as elegant as Nicole.

She was covered in brands, with heavy makeup, carrying a bag worth tens of thousands of dollars, and her nails were painted bright red.

From her appearance, she seemed to have a flamboyant personality.

"You can stoptoday, but can you stoptomorrow? Nicole!" the woman shouted.