The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 827

That man was Harvey Haynes, Heath and Heather's father—the monster who murdered Norton!

The realization that the killer had been right in front of him made Theodore want to run himself through with a blade.

"He showed up. He's not dead."

They were absolutely certain now.

But since Harvey knew Theodore was actively hunting him and using his children as bait, he would undoubtedly go deeper underground. He wouldn't risk contacting them again anytime soon.

How could they lure him back out?

Penelope exhaled a long breath. "We can't rush this. We need to think of a solid plan."

When they returned home, they were shocked to find Heather lounging in their house. The masks were completely off now, yet she was still hanging around acting like a maid?

Not a chance. She had no intention of working. She was sprawled on the living room sofa, eating an apple and watching TV with the absolute entitlement of a guest.

"Mom, Dad, she hijacked my TV!"

Hubert stomped down the stairs to complain. "I said I wanted an apple, so Lilian washed one for me, but she snatched it! When Lilian scolded her, she said she wasn't the maid anymore but a guest, and told us we better treat her with respect!"

Penelope ruffled Hubert's hair and sent him upstairs to play with Julian.

"Mom, you have to kick her out. She's the worst!"

Once Hubert disappeared upstairs, Penelope and Theodore exchanged a dark look before stepping into the living room.

Seeing them enter, Heather tilted her head with a smug smile. "I like my food a bit spicy, so I told Lilian to whip up some Mexican food, but the bitch actually cursed at me. Whatever. I'll let it slide, but one of you needs to put her in her place."

Theodore let out a dark, cynical chuckle. He pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a long drag.

"Where the hell do you think you are? Who do you think I am?"

His gaze was so frigid and heavy it could freeze blood. A normal person would have been paralyzed with fear.

"You definitely would! But if you kill me, you'll pay with your life, and my dad will keep living his best life! No one will ever find him, and you'll have to wait until your next life to avenge your brother!"

Hearing that made Penelope want to join in on the beating.

But she forced herself to pull Theodore back, pointing a lethal finger at Heather. "Shut your mouth."

Heather touched her bleeding lip, finally possessing enough self-preservation to stay quiet.

Come dinnertime, Heather had the audacity to sit at the table with them.

Theodore slammed his silverware down and marched upstairs in utter disgust.

Julian and Hubert could sense the toxic energy radiating from the woman. The two boys glared at her before running upstairs after Theodore.

That left only Heather and Penelope at the table. Completely unfazed, Heather looked positively euphoric, even demanding that Penelope fetch her a drink.