I love being equivocal

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PENELOPE'S POV I gloated at Lucifer after I fabricated a soft lie about wanting to take Maze to Switzerland because I cared about her health. I really hoped he would accept my idea. My plan was to take her to Switzerland and then kill her and the baby. "I will think about it. I need to go now", Lucifer replied, alas, and walked away. As he vanished from my sight, an ominous smile peered over my face. I knew for sure that he would agreed to me taking her to Switzerland, because I had placed in his mind fear. It was so fun seeing that they all trusted me. It baffled me how they really believed that I'd really love the b***h. She thought she would be able to take Lucifer from me, How stupid was she. I moved away from the walkway and strode to the stairs. My plan was to take her to Switzer

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