The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 611

Trading shares worth hundreds of millions for a broken old phone was a deal so good it was almost unbelievable. Hans had to ask for confirmation several times before he dared to believe it.

"My father's phone should be with Judy," Penelope added.

"I'll have her give it to you right now!"

"But I'm afraid she won't."

Hans scoffed. "She's not an idiot!"

"She certainly isn't. Which is why if I offer to trade the shares for the phone and she still refuses, there must be a conspiracy at play!"

"What kind of game are you playing now?"

Penelope shrugged. "I just want my father's phone as a keepsake, that's all."

Hans narrowed his eyes. He didn't really care if Penelope was scheming. Right now, getting the Bishop Group shares back was the most important thing.

"Don't worry. As long as you hand over the shares, I'll make sure she hands over the phone!"

When they reached the hospital room, Judy was just coming out. Her eyes were red again, clear evidence she had been crying inside. She looked suspicious seeing Hans and Penelope arrive together.

"Dad, why are you with her?" Judy asked, then paused. "Did she say something bad about me? You can't believe her."

Penelope smirked. "Have you done something wrong that you're so afraid of me bad-mouthing you?"

"I'm afraid you'll spout nonsense!"

"Nonsense about what?"

"I... I have nothing to say to you!"

Judy was obviously on edge, and ever since she had insisted against surgery for Donald, Penelope had been suspicious of her.

Hans glanced into the hospital room first to check on his son, then turned to Judy. "Do you have Donald's phone?"

Judy's lips trembled. "Why are you suddenly asking about that?"

"Have you lost your mind? Give her the phone, and tomorrow, have the lawyer draft the contract so she can sign the shares back to our family. That's what's important!"

"She'll definitely go back on her word!"

"Why don't we call Henry right now? He can draft the agreement immediately. I'll sign, and you give me the phone."

"I will never give you the phone!"

"Who were the two people who called my dad right before the crash? Was it you or someone you know?" Penelope suddenly shouted at Judy.

Judy was taken aback. "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"I suspect my father's crash wasn't an accident—someone caused it!"

"You…"

"And the truth is on his phone." Penelope's gaze shifted to Hans. "Someone who's clinging to that phone so desperately… isn't she the most likely suspect?"