His Penthouse

JENNY'S POV:

Same day:

"What I would like to know first off, is who are those dumb fools who spoke to the media?" Mrs King spoke while drinking a bottle of water as we were seated at the back seat of the Rolls Royce and the driver in front was driving, taking small glances at us.

"I have no idea..I really don't." I answered dying with frustration. She had just been so annoying and extremely clingy since the launch of Lydia's book. To be honest, when I saw her this way I couldn't help but lose all the respect I had for her and she just seemed so pathetic to me. But I had concluded that I had to stand for as long as I can as I have a strong feeling that she just might be helpful in the future.

"And plus why hasn't any of my children said a word to me?" She stressed and I internally rolled my eyes at her zoning out as she continued her rants and bants.

"You know what….you, drive us to the penthouse my son is staying in." I instantly turned to look at her and the driver obeyed, taking a U