Vincent's POV:

My brother is a fool. Then again, he's always been a fool.

He has the audacity to walk in with Penelope's sister on his arm looking like they just fucked, and act like he's the one offended.

“What does it look like?” Penelope fires back, a sweet smile on her face but acid on her tongue.

Oh.

My sister-in-law has some fire in her? Wonderful. I believed she would cave, or stumble over her words. What happened between the dinner and now?

Charles' narrows his eyes at her. “You…”

“It's fine, I trust Penny. I'm sure it's all some innocent tea party or whatever,” her sister says. As...