My Extraordinary Wife

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Chapter 878 Chatroom History

Penelope's mind was abuzz with chaos, and she felt as if someone was squeezing her heart.

A teenage boy... Zero's a teenage boy?

As though a handful of sand was in her throat, she could barely breathe.

It took her a while to recollect herself enough to say, “I was using a voice changer to keep my identity a secret.”

Alas, Flying Fish was no longer in the mood to waste his time with her. In a surprisingly polite tone, he said, “Sorry,

but I don't think you're the Zero I'm looking for.”

With that, he hastily sent a message to their group chat.

He tagged Quiet Forest and messaged: Boss, which room are you in? Darn, I went into a room with the number

1101, and there's a girl in there impersonating our Zero.

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In another private room, Quiet Forest was looking at the message on his phone, half-amused, half exasperated.

Is someone really trying to impersonate Zero?

Quiet Forest: You've revealed your identity. Why aren't you scramming out of there yet? Do you actually need me to

pick you up from that place?

Then, Quiet Forest sent him their room number before adding: Actually, don't come. You're going to reveal Zero's

identity if you do. Are you an idiot? Are you seriously trying to reveal Zero's identity after revealing yours?

Flying Fish was speechless. He could sense the contempt Quiet Forest had for him.

Frustrated, he tugged on his hair before looking at Penelope sternly. “Miss, please don't pretend to be someone else

in the future. The consequences will be dire. If I find out that you're impersonating Zero again, I won't show you any

mercy.”

“How... are you sure that I'm not Zero?” Penelope cried out, her face as red as a tomato.

This is humiliating! This is so embarrassing! I've never felt as embarrassed as this moment in my life!

Penelope was furious and resentful at that moment. This is all Sienna's fault. If not for her subtle message, I'd never

have thought about impersonating Zero!

No words could come out of Penelope anymore. Her knees buckled, and she nearly fell to the ground.

Flying Fish stared at her icily. “Regardless of whether Zero is a guy or a girl, Zero's definitely not a pretentious

woman like you.”

With that said, he kept his fan and turned to leave.

It took Penelope everything to pull herself back to her own seat.

She had thought that she could enjoy a wonderful wealthy life of getting worshipped if she could convince Flying

Fish she was Zero.

Penelope did not have the courage to glance at the guests' expressions at all, let alone the look on Dixon's face.

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Meanwhile, Ashlyn was in Lucas' private room.

She had no idea her buddy, Flying Fish, had come to The Peacock.

Everyone was chatting away, and while she listened to their conversation, she scrolled through Mysterious yet

Majestic's chatroom history and saw Flying Fish's message.

1101? Isn't that the room Penelope is in? Is she addicted to impersonating me? She pretended to be me at Old Mrs.

Yates' birthday celebration, and now she's pretending to be me again. Does she enjoy it so much?

Ashlyn shook her head in exasperation.

She had no idea what was going on in Penelope's head most of the time.

Feeling bored, she stood up, left the room, and headed straight for the restroom.

The interior of The Peacock was elegant and lavish. Even its restroom was built with a rustic design.

The basin was polished until it shone, and even the soap was one of the products from an international brand.

When Ashlyn put her hands under the sensor-controlled faucet, the water began gushing out.

Right as she was about to dry her hands at the hand dryer, sounds of clacking heels came from behind her.

Is she trying to leave holes in the ground?

Just as Ashlyn turned around, she saw Penelope's ashen face. Penelope stomped harder when she saw Ashlyn.

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