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The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 398

“A stray dog with a nasty bite!”

“My, my. Trying to steal someone’s husband and break up their family, and then you have the nerve to call them vulgar, manipulative, and ugly?” Penelope couldn't hold back any longer and stepped out from behind the hedge.

The grandfather and granddaughter were visibly startled. No matter how thick-skinned they were, being caught bad-mouthing someone was embarrassing.

“What are you doing in my house?” Yvonne demanded, clearing her throat and scowling.

“Your father invited me.”

“Get out of my house this instant!”

“Is this how the Bishop family treats its guests? So much for a ‘distinguished family of a hundred years.’”

“You—”

“Yvonne, she is a guest. Do not be rude.” With the family’s reputation on the line, Hans, as the patriarch, had to step in.

Yvonne huffed. “I’ve got something in my eye. I’m going inside to wash it out.” She hopped off the wooden horse and stormed toward a small side door of the mansion.

“While you’re at it, Ms. Bishop, you might want to wash your face. Even if you don’t care about it, you shouldn’t let your filth get on others.”

“Penelope, you’re in my house! How dare you be so arrogant!”

“What’s so special about your house? Is it full of dogs?”

“You!”

“Dogs with a nasty bite?”

Yvonne stomped her foot in fury before disappearing inside.

Having dealt with Yvonne, Penelope turned to Hans.

“Mr. Hans Bishop, you are a senior figure, and I truly wanted to respect you. But talking about me behind my back like that is rather undignified for a man of your age, don’t you think?”

“You…”

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