Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1282

Chapter 1282: Walking corpse

"What are you talking about? Penny’s dead?"

The unrelenting smirk on Slater’s swollen face slowly vanished as he gazed up at Mark. For some reason, it felt like his ear was blocked, and he was starting to hear things.

"Huh?" was all Slater could manage to say.

What did Mark just say?

Penny was dead?

Slater opened and closed his bloody mouth, his eyes searching Mark’s face. In one sense, Mark seemed just as confused as Slater.

"What do you mean my sister’s dead?" Slater mumbled, his expression blank. "She can’t be dead. The execution date hasn’t—it’s still too early for that."

Were they trying to break him in a different way because the beating hadn’t worked?

Slater wanted to believe that was the case. But the genuine puzzlement on Mark’s face stopped him from fully convincing himself.

Mark shot Zoren a quick look, unsure what to say. He knew this was something Zoren had to explain himself. But seeing that Zoren wouldn’t budge from the autopsy table, Mark hesitated.

"Her execution date was moved up," Zoren said in the same calm tone, his eyes still shut. "And she was transferred to a different prison that granted the request."

Slowly, Zoren opened his eyes. "This is the morgue where they kept her body," he said, casting Slater a nonchalant look. "And this same table I’m lying on is the one she lay on when she was dead."

"..." Slater opened and closed his mouth, staring at Zoren. His vision was blurry from the beating, but he could see the lack of emotion in Zoren’s eyes.

It wasn’t like he expected a storm of emotion from Zoren. But how could Zoren talk about something so grave and lie on the same table where the dead lay without the slightest reaction?

Most importantly, how could Penny die?

"Impossible..." Slater whispered, looking down. "How could they move up her execution date? And how come I didn’t hear anything about it?"

Penny’s case was significant enough to make it into the mainstream media. If she had been executed, Slater would have heard about it. But alas, there was nothing.

As silence settled in the morgue, Zoren slowly peeled his eyes away and closed them again. "If you could save her by killing me, I wouldn’t mind," he said with the same indifference. "But there would be no one to save if I die. You should’ve asked me nicely instead of going through all this trouble."

Slater slowly lifted his gaze to the man, who appeared to be trying to take a nap on the autopsy table. However, his eyes didn’t linger on Zoren but rather on the table where the latter lay.

’That’s where Penny’s body...?’ he trailed off, his heart conflicted over what to feel about this information.

This news was just too big for him to digest in under five minutes. The wave of emotions crashing inside him was a mix of everything, leaving his heart confused. Slater should be crying, in denial, or angry.