The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 52

Penelope knew better than anyone what Rebecca was capable of—or rather, what she wasn’t.

“Put the word out,” she told Nathan. “Let’s see what other firms come knocking.”

Before she had even left the building, Stone Group representatives began bombarding Nathan’s phone with calls. He ignored every one. By the time she reached the parking garage, Zebulon’s car screeched to a halt across from hers.

He jumped out of the driver’s side, Rebecca from the passenger’s. He looked frantic; she looked utterly lost.

“Dad trusted you with this project, and you blew it!” Zebulon yelled at her.

Rebecca’s eyes welled with tears. “I was confident in my design. I don’t understand why they’re not happy with it. Maybe they’re just being difficult?”

“They’re already looking for a new design firm! Does that sound like they’re being ‘difficult’?”

Rebecca flinched and fell silent. They rushed into the building, completely oblivious to Penelope’s presence.

A smirk played on Penelope’s lips. She left KINY Group and went to her favorite coffee shop. She had been too busy with work to properly enjoy a cup of coffee before, but now she had both the time and the perfect mood for it. The thought of the three Sullivans and Rebecca running around in a panic made her smile.

She spent a leisurely afternoon at the café. Just as she was about to leave, Zebulon called.

“Penelope, I don’t care where you are. Get home now. It’s an emergency!”

“Home? Where’s that?”

“This isn’t the time to be difficult. Just come back!”

“I don’t have time, no matter where ‘home’ is.”

“What do you mean you don’t have time? What could you possibly be busy with?”

“I’m planning a vacation.”

She could hear Zebulon’s ragged breathing on the other end of the line, so furious he was momentarily speechless.

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