The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 205

Penelope watched as her artwork was taken down, destined, it seemed, for the nearest trash can.

She took a deep breath and walked forward. "Mr. Olson, please give it back to me."

The official looked mortified to see her.

"I'll… I'll hang it back up later."

"Don't bother."

Penelope took her design from him and turned to Susan. "Let's talk."

Susan raised an eyebrow. "What is there for us to talk about?"

"Feeling guilty?"

"Ha! Why would I feel guilty? That's ridiculous."

"Then let's talk."

With that, Penelope turned and walked outside.

In front of so many people, Susan couldn't afford to look weak. She followed, her expression radiating defiance.

As Penelope passed Rebecca, she gave her a look loaded with meaning. Rebecca, conscience-stricken, shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

A few moments later, on the terrace outside the exhibition hall, Penelope saw Susan and Rebecca approaching together, hand in hand, the picture of intimacy.

"Rebecca, back in university, I thought you two were the best of friends. I can't believe she would stoop so low as to seduce your husband."

Rebecca bit her lip. "I guess I was just a poor judge of character back then."

"Tsk. I wonder if she feels any guilt sleeping with her best friend's husband."

"Probably not."

"True. Some people are just born rotten to the core."

"I… I really regret ever being friends with her."

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