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Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 331

Before Madeline could process the tension.

Penelope confidently approached them, holding a glass of red wine, and smiled. "Mr. Prescott."

Without missing a beat, Penelope inserted herself into a heavy financial debate Quentin was having with another billionaire, delivering sharp, brilliant insights.

She flawlessly showcased her elite education, and the other tycoon openly praised her market analysis, causing the color to drain from Madeline's face because she didn't understand a word they were saying.

Penelope knew it, too, and the praise fueled her arrogance. Once the other executive walked away, Penelope offered Quentin a sultry, triumphant smile and said, "Congratulations on your return, Quentin. A toast to you."

Seeing this flawless, universally admired woman flirt with her man sent Madeline into a tailspin.

She thought she was secure, but Penelope's aggressive, honey-laced advance made her heart race, and her fists clenched.

Then, without a word, Quentin raised his hand in a hard, definitive gesture of rejection.

It wasn't a polite decline.

Penelope froze.

As the youngest and most powerful York heiress, she was used to being handed the world on a silver platter, having the best tutors and connections to ensure she always got what she wanted.

She believed it was only a matter of time because no one else was worthy.

Even with Madeline standing right there, Penelope completely ignored her existence, refusing to acknowledge her.

While the rest of the room showered Madeline with praise, Penelope refused to engage.

She couldn't accept the reality, completely confident in her own charm, believing that the moment she appeared, Quentin would drop everything and worship her.

She never expected to be blatantly rejected.

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