Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1023

Chapter 1023: This is not a race!

"Wow... are they really going to stay up all night?" Benjamin was in awe but not surprised by his boss’s antics. Zoren had clearly announced that after a three-hour meeting because the meeting had taken that long.

Shaking his head, he snapped his eyes at Zoren and made quick steps to reach him. "Sir, are we going home now?"

"I’m tired," Zoren said flatly, stopping in front of the elevator and looking down at Benjamin. "Are you going anywhere tonight?"

"My cousin is staying in the city, so I’m letting her stay at my place."

"Ah." Zoren nodded. "Send my regards to Mint. Tell her to visit sometimes."

"Hehe. She’s just going to ask you if someone is bullying me here."

DING!

"Who would bully you here?" Zoren asked as he stepped into the elevator, making Benjamin squint his eyes at him.

Benjamin frowned a little as he squeezed himself into the corner of the elevator. He didn’t say anything, which caused Zoren to raise an eyebrow and glance back at him.

"What is it now?" Zoren asked.

"Sir, if someone is bullying me, that would be you!" Benjamin exclaimed. "You keep sending me to run errands for you to the point where I’m exhausted and crying myself to sleep!"

"Ah."

"Ah?" Benjamin’s face soured, feeling a little bitter at Zoren’s lack of reaction. However, he didn’t dwell on it because Zoren was still recovering. He told himself he would let this slide — just this once!

"If Mint is here, that means she has a lot of important affairs that need her presence," Zoren said, his eyes on the numbers above the elevator door. "Let me know if she needs anything. I’ll gladly ask someone to find a place for her to stay."

"Sir, she’s already staying with me!"

"That’s why I’m saying this."

DING!

At the right moment, the elevator rang, and its door slowly opened. Benjamin’s face soured again, feeling like Zoren was throwing jabs at him, and that ring was the end of the round.

"It’s okay, Ben," Benjamin whispered to himself. "It’s okay. He’s still recovering and just regained his eyesight. So, let this one go as well — just this once."

DING!

Benjamin snapped back to reality when the door was closing again. He panicked, pressing the open button before catching up to Zoren.

"Ahem! Sir, are you sure we’re going to announce about Jonathan Pierson tomorrow?" Benjamin asked, out of pure curiosity, still not pleased that someone was claiming to be Zoren’s brother. "But announcing him would mean..."

’I’ve never seen him before,’ Benjamin thought, studying the man’s side profile and then his knuckles. Each knuckle was tattooed with different letters that, if put together, spelled: [GHOST].