Penelope was wearing an elegant dress and a small fur shawl. When she came to Westin Hotel, she was in a good mood. She only brought a small wristlet bag with nothing in it. But now, Morgan left her in the hotel like this.
She didn't even have her phone, let alone ask her friends to send her money. Those people would only laugh at her when they came.
Penelope clenched her shawl tightly, wanting to get her warmer.
Fortunately, Morgan had told the hotel before. Even if he just smashed everything here, no one would stop Penelope when she left here. The hotel would check everything and send the bill to Morgan.
Penelope wandered around the door for more than ten minutes. The manager here hurried out.
"Mrs. Sommers, why haven't you left yet?" The manager asked respectfully.
Even if the Sommers family made such a farce today, he still couldn't offend them, in case the Sommers family made a comeback one day.
Penelope was exhausted at the moment. She told the manager about her current situation. In the end, the manager gave her 200 dollars, letting her take a taxi to leave.
Penelope, who was sitting in the taxi, covered her face and cried.
As soon as Morgan left, he was busy contacting the guests who attended the banquet tonight, asking them not to disclose this matter to the media. After all, Sheila was a star. If the media knew about it, they would definitely report it. It was just that most of them didn't answer Morgan's call.
What made him even more desperate was that some paparazzi sneaked into the banquet hall today, and they took photos to ask him for money. Morgan was very busy now.
However, Eva who messed up tonight's banquet didn't have any trouble at all. When Caleb hugged her and left, he also covered her face, so that the paparazzi who heard the news outside couldn't take a photo of her face.
Caleb opened the door of the passenger seat and let Eva sit in. Then he went around to the driver's seat, asked the driver to get out of the car, and then drove the car himself. Eva, who had not yet calmed down, didn't care where she was taken by Caleb.
When the car was parked halfway up the mountain, Caleb opened the door. At this time, Eva's breathing was much smoother and she no longer trembled.
When people were extremely angry, they would tremble or shed tears uncontrollably. This was an inevitable physiological reaction. Eva tried hard to restrain herself from crying in front of others, but when she faced Caleb alone, she put down all her disguises. Now, she was a fragile little girl.
"Where is here?" Eva looked at the dark environment, feeling a little surprised. There was a strong nasal tone in her voice.
"West Mallard Heights." Caleb responded.
Looking at Eva's thin dress, he took out a small blanket from the back seat and carefully wrapped it around Eva. In the mountain in late autumn, it was so cold. Eva's beautiful dress couldn't withdraw the cold wind.
"What are we doing here?" Eva was puzzled.
Caleb smiled, then cleared his throat softly, and explained in a low voice, "Take you to relax."
Eva felt that Caleb's smile was more dazzling than the moon hanging in the sky.
"Well."
Eva didn't ask any more questions, but stood quietly beside Caleb and looked into the distance with him.
In the distance was the most prosperous place of Hartvenport, where the lights were bright. The whistle of the ships sailing on the river could be vaguely heard, which was in sharp contrast with the tranquility of West Mallard Heights.
Eva looked at the lights in the distance. At this moment, every house's lights turned on, but there was no light that belonged to her. Eva laughed self-deprecatingly. What hope did she have for the Sommers family? It was a mistake to come back without hesitation.
Caleb hugged Eva in his arms.
"My promises will always stand." Caleb's voice was low, making Eva touched.
"Including marrying me?"
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