Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 268

Chapter 268: We’re married

Benjamin paced back and forth, nervously biting the tip of his thumb. He constantly glanced at the private dining hall, anxious about what might be happening inside.

"He shouldn’t disclose the current situation with his eye," he muttered. "She can’t be trusted. Even if she’s really from Prime Group... damn it!"

There was no one they could trust anymore.

Dean had been aggressively building alliances to strengthen his position within the Pierson Family. Not only did Dean gain the approval of many family members — especially those with significant shares in the company — but he was also involved in joint ventures with other major corporations.

Benjamin wouldn’t be surprised if Prime Group was one of them.

Little did he know, Zoren was happily singing all about his woes, doing the exact opposite of what Benjamin was praying for.

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Meanwhile, inside the private dining hall, oblivious to Benjamin’s worries, Penny listened to the cool, resonant voice filling the room.

According to Zoren, he had been in a "minor" accident recently, and since then, his vision has been deteriorating. It began with headaches, and then his eyesight rapidly worsened. It was almost frightening to realize that when Penny met him in the hospital, he was already struggling with this issue.

This explained why, even when their eyes met in the hospital, he acted as if he couldn’t see her.

Tapping her index finger against the table, Penny asked, "Then how did you recognize me in the restaurant?"

"The color of your clothes and your perfume. Also, you weren’t exactly discreet about it," he replied honestly, his tone unwavering. At the same time, it displayed his sharp sense of awareness about his surrounding. "You used the same perfume as you’re wearing now." _{frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓}

"And earlier?" She tilted her head slightly, trying to gauge the truth of his story. No matter how convincing it sounded, she couldn’t accept it blindly. "Did you recognize me then?"

"If I had, I would’ve used a different excuse."

"I still wore the same perfume."

"But you smelled like toast."

Penny pursed her lips, realizing she had been in the car for so long that the scent of toast had lingered on her clothes.

"As I mentioned, I doubt the accident was simply an accident," Zoren remarked. "These things happen all the time. That’s why my team reached out to your company — we believe your people can handle this type of situation."

"And your current bodyguards? Are you just going to fire them all?"

"We’ll recommend them to others, but I don’t think they’re suited to work with me," he explained. "My life is constantly in danger, and it’s only going to get worse. If I stubbornly kept them with me, they’d be at high risk as well. They have families waiting for them at home and I do not want to be the reason if they happen to not go home."

Penny was a little taken aback by his remarks. "You reached out because you think...?"

"I think Prime Group can provide capable people who can protect both me and themselves. I don’t want cannon fodder."

’Wow...’ Penny nodded in satisfaction. ’Didn’t they say this guy is the type to feed people to beasts alive? Or were they referring to a different Zoren Pierson?’