Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1258

Chapter 1258: But I am... the eldest.

The Pierson Corporation was one of the sponsors of an upcoming hacking competition, which would be hosted by the Prime Group next week. This event was a joint project between the two companies, stemming from their initial agreement when Penny took Zoren Pierson as her client.

The competition aimed to demonstrate the security of their prototypes and recruit geniuses in the field of hacking. That was why Penny had come to Pierson Corporation—for a detailed briefing on the contest.

And after that... time for some leisure.

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[Pierson Corporation: CEO’s Office]

Penny narrowed her eyes as she sat in a long seat, tilting her head slightly. Across from her, Zoren and Atlas took note of her expression.

"Penny," Atlas called, snapping her out of her thoughts. "What are you thinking? You’re zoning out."

Zoren’s eyes gleamed with curiosity, also wondering what had caused her sudden lapse.

"Uh." Penny ran her tongue across her inner cheek. "I just noticed something earlier... that guy."

"Who?" Atlas furrowed his brows. "There were a lot of guys in the meeting."

"Finn!" she exclaimed. "That guy is acting really suspicious."

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"Yep!" Penny nodded. "Not long ago, he was stressing over everything. But today? He was just... smiling. Like he woke up with rainbows and sunshine in front of him!"

Atlas: "??" — he hadn’t noticed.

Zoren, on the other hand, pondered her words. Now that Penny mentioned it, he realized she was right. Just last night, Finn had made a distress call, clearly in a terrible mood. Given that, one would expect him to be tense today.

And yet, Finn had been in high spirits—so much so that he had actively engaged in Penny’s presentation.

"Something happened for sure. Besides, the family dinner is this weekend, but he didn’t seem stressed about it at all," Penny narrowed her eyes suspiciously. "And I think I should find out."

"Stop poking your nose where it doesn’t belong," Atlas cut in, sliding a folder across the coffee table toward her. "Focus."

Penny raised a brow, then picked up the file. But just as she opened it, she glanced away and spoke.

"But—"

"Penny." Atlas’s voice was firm. "Focus."

"Fine." Penny rolled her eyes. "What is this, anyway? As far as I know, I’m only here for tea time with you guys before heading to Miller’s Company to check on Dad, Uncle Haines... maybe Theo Miller, too."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the document. Much to her dismay, it contained a case file—with graphic crime scene photos.

"What the—"

"It’s from one of the most infamous unsolved cases of the past decade," Atlas stated flatly. "I’ve been studying it, and I’d like you to take a look. I’ve marked a few points where the perpetrator made mistakes—so we can avoid them."