The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 508

“I miss him too, my precious grandson. Every time I see him, I get the urge to retire just so I can be with him every day.”

“You'd never be able to leave your career.”

“I love acting.”

“And that's why I support you.”

Donald patted Penelope on the head. “Thank you for your understanding and support, honey.”

“This stir-fried chicken is pretty good.”

She still couldn't bring herself to call him ‘Dad,’ so she'd get flustered and awkward in moments like these.

“Oh, right. I have a few properties I want to give you.” As if suddenly remembering, Donald quickly asked his agent to fetch the contracts.

Penelope shook her head. “I don't want them!”

“You have to take them, or I'll be upset.”

“You… you should give them to Yvonne.”

“She's received far more than you.”

Donald placed the contracts in front of Penelope, put a pen in her hand, and told her to sign.

Penelope really didn't need these properties. When she divorced Theodore, she hadn't taken a cent from him, but Mr. Johnson had given her half of his shares in the KINY Group.

These shares brought in tens of millions in dividends each year, making her a wealthy woman in her own right.

But seeing the eager look on Donald's face, she couldn't bear to refuse and signed her name. There were several documents, and she signed her name over a dozen times until she was sick of it.

“My lawyer will process this as quickly as possible. He may need your cooperation during the process.”

“Okay.”

The two of them finished every last bite of their takeout. When Donald's agent came in and saw the empty containers, he was surprised.

“Mr. Bishop hasn't been able to eat this much in a long time.”

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