The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 54

Rebecca wanted to blow everything up, but Penelope wouldn’t let her. This was her game, and no one was stopping it until she was done playing.

Rebecca could only lower her head, looking like the source of all the trouble.

“Well, I suppose we should do this for Rebecca’s sake, since she’s the one who made this mess,” Penelope said, turning to Mr. Sullivan. “What do you need me to do?”

Mr. Sullivan breathed a sigh of relief, though he still doubted she could actually fix this. At this point, however, it was their only option.

“KINY Group is refusing all communication. They won’t take our calls, and they turned Zebulon away when he went in person.”

“So you want me to contact Mr. Reed?”

“You were their main point of contact before. I’m assuming you have a decent relationship with him.”

“We’re on speaking terms.”

“Then you need to call him and ask for more time. Tell him we’ll revise the design until they’re satisfied. We absolutely cannot lose this contract.”

“I see.”

As Penelope pretended to consider it, Mrs. Sullivan whispered to Zebulon, “Do you really think she has more influence than you or your father? I doubt she can do anything.”

Zebulon sighed. “We have to let her try.”

“I apologized to her for nothing.”

“Mom!”

Rebecca narrowed her eyes. She didn’t believe Penelope could pull it off either. She wasn’t some kind of miracle worker.

After letting them stew for a moment, Penelope took out her phone and called Nathan. The number that the entire Stone Group had been trying to reach all day answered for her on the second ring.

“Is this about the design proposal? Yes, we can make revisions.”

“You wouldn’t say it’s complete trash?”

“So you’ll give us another chance? Great.”

“I still think Penelope should handle the design,” Zebulun interjected.

“I can do it!” Rebecca insisted.

“Dad, this project is crucial for the company. It’s safer to let Penelope handle it.”

“You’re right, this project is crucial,” Mr. Sullivan said, glancing at his son before turning to Rebecca. “Which is why it should be handled by someone we can trust. Rebecca, don’t disappoint me again.”

A triumphant smile spread across Rebecca’s face. “Don’t worry. I’ll secure the contract this time.”

Penelope scoffed. Mr. Sullivan’s definition of “trustworthy” had nothing to do with competence and everything to do with family loyalty. With Rebecca pregnant, he was already planning to cast Penelope aside and was willing to risk the project just to push her out of the company and avoid any potential retaliation.

He was indeed thinking that, but he still needed Penelope for now, so he had to keep her on side.

“Penelope, you’ve made your point. Enough is enough. It’s time to come home.”

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