"By the way, Penny, how did your husband know what you're up to?" Grace turned to the other side of the backseat where Penny was seated. Since Penny was no longer in a hurry to deal with something, she joined Grace in the car, heading to the Prime Group Headquarters.
"And by that, what I'm saying is that I didn't think you'd ask him for his help," Grace clarified in a knowing tone. "I'm not saying it's a bad thing, I approve of it."
"I didn't call him," Penny clarified, pointing at the driver's seat. "He did."
Grace slowly moved her gaze to the driver's seat where Mark was seated. Her mouth parted slightly as she nodded in understanding, then turned back to Penny.
"Well, I guess you two ended up getting along," she mused.
The moment those words slipped past Grace's lips, Mark's ears twitched. He glanced at the rearview mirror, catching Penny glancing back at him.
