Chapter 94

"Say, Roxanne, do you think Lance loves you for you? Or simply because you have a striking resemblance to his first love?" Roxanne paused as she processed those words. Christopher had taunted her with those very same words, but back then they didn't disturb her as much as they were disturbing her now. Did she really look like Lance's first love? Was he simply projecting his love for his first love onto her? The realization had hit her in the face. Penelope had her. Her gaze was cold and piercing, like a predator ready to devour their prey. Roxanne turned to the side, her gaze downcast as she felt her body heat up in anger. She heard Penelope chuckle victoriously and the sound only further fueled the fire burning within her. How dare she? How dare she stand in front of her and mock her. She was so close to letting her get away with it, but her words made her reconsider and now, she was regretting not getting her away from here. "Realization is painful, ain't it?" Penelope mocked. "You w