Cynthia didn't fully grasp Chair Wells's and Grace's true intentions. Seeing Penelope suddenly appear in such discomfort, she assumed he was tired and immediately rose to assist him.

"Penelope, why don't you go upstairs and rest for a bit? I'll ask the maid to prepare some medicine for you."

The mention of medicine felt like a needle piercing Penelope's brain. His consciousness was hazy, struggling to maintain some semblance of rationality. He pushed Cynthia away somewhat uncontrollably as she approached.

Cynthia, upon noticing Penelope's eyes turning an oddly red hue, he angrily shouted at her, "Get away!"

She retreated, a hint of fear in her eyes, not daring to approach...