Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable

Penelope arrives at the Sterling estate, feeling an overwhelming sense of dread as if she has stepped into a tomb. The atmosphere is thick with unexpressed grief, reminiscent of a funeral. Her day begins with a summons from Eloise, whose voice cuts through the silence like a siren, demanding Penelope's immediate presence. This sets the tone for the tense confrontation that follows.

Upon entering the drawing room, Penelope is abruptly met with hostility when a teacup is hurled at her, resulting in scalding tea splattering across her face. This shocking encounter is accompanied by Eloise's furious reprimand, which intensifies Penelope's emotional turmoil. Despite the pain and humiliation, Penelope struggles to maintain her composure, offering excuses that Eloise swiftly dismisses with disdain. The dynamic between them is charged, with Eloise's sharp criticisms revealing her contempt for Penelope's efforts.

As the conversation unfolds, Penelope's defiance begins to surface. She attempts to justify the slow progress of her drug development team, only to be met with Eloise's biting remarks about her incompetence. This exchange highlights the power imbalance between the two women, with Eloise embodying the ruthless opportunism that Penelope has always despised. Yet, Penelope recognizes the potential value in aligning herself with someone as morally dubious as Eloise, understanding that desperation can lead to unexpected alliances.

The tension escalates when Penelope hints at significant advancements in Sydney's research, piquing Eloise's interest. This revelation shifts the power dynamics, as Penelope realizes the leverage she may have in this precarious situation. Eloise's predatory gaze serves as a reminder of the stakes involved, and Penelope feels a chill at the thought of the Sterling family's influence over her fate. The chapter closes on a note of uncertainty, as Penelope contemplates her next moves in a game where her survival hangs in the balance.

Continue Regular Chapter Reading Below **When The Ocean Learned My Name and Whispered It Back to You by Aurelia Novel 295** **Chapter 295** In all honesty, the angle was lethal, and his technique left much to be desired. The only redeeming factor was that Yoyo, without a doubt, looked stunning in the photograph. At the Sterling estate... The moment Penelope crossed the threshold, she felt as though she had entered a tomb, the atmosphere thick with an oppressive sense of foreboding. It was as if death itself had wrapped its cold fingers around her throat.

eerily similar to attending a funeral, the kind where the air is heavy with unspoken grief and unshed tears. As soon as Penelope stepped into the drawing room, a teacup hurtled toward her with alarming speed. She could hardly believe that Eloise, at her advanced

down her face, leaving a trail of burning liquid in its wake, while a few stray tea leaves clung stubbornly

you find it this difficult to arrive?" Even if she had to swallow her pride like broken teeth, Penelope could only manage to choke it down, the taste bitter and metallic. With a quick swipe of her hand to wipe her face, she inhaled deeply, steadied herself, and forced a smile that felt more like a grimace. "Madam Sterling, the moment I received Jason's call, I left my home immediately. Unfortunately,

Eloise's lips, chilling Penelope to her core. "I didn't summon you here to listen to your nonsense. I've heard your so-called R&D team has accomplished absolutely nothing of value?" The truth was, the funds had already been squandered. "Madam Sterling..." Penelope felt a surge of defiance rising within her. She refused to concede defeat and scrambled for any justification she could muster. "Drug development is a meticulous process.

could hire anyone for that. Why would I squander my time on a worthless fool like you?" Penelope had never held Eloise in high regard. The ink on her husband's death certificate had barely dried when she had already

was implying. She stepped closer, lowering her voice

had been unceremoniously cast out of the corporation by Julian, that ungrateful wretch. Yet, somehow, Penelope still managed to have her ear to the ground regarding the company's pivotal project. "Where I obtained the information is irrelevant." Penelope let out a soft, almost mocking laugh. "What