Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 270

Chapter 270: That’s scandalous

Hours later...

"This is... what?!" Benjamin’s jaw dropped, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. He darted his gaze between the marriage printouts in his hand and his boss seated behind the desk.

He had asked about this countless times until the clerk couldn’t stop glaring at his stubbornness. But the system says... Zoren Pierson was married to Penelope Bennet!

"Oh, no..." He held his head and staggered back. "How?"

Since Zoren couldn’t see or read the marriage certificate, he had Benjamin do it. He wouldn’t have needed to if he could see, so now Zoren had to accept someone panicking around him.

"Of all people — is this another one of Dean Pierson’s carefully devised plots?!" Benjamin gasped. "That woman and he are connected! She probably approached you just to tell you about this! How dare they taint the name of Prime Group just because she works there as a representative?"

With this story becoming more solid in his head, Benjamin rushed to the desk. "Boss, this doesn’t make any sense at all! She and Dean are probably in it together! Prime Group might have a reputation, but in business, we both know that—"

"Shut up." Zoren closed his eyes and raised a hand, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Please. I need silence."

"But, sir! This is big! You can’t just — oh, my god!"

"Benjamin." Zoren slowly reopened his temporarily ineffective eyes and seriously uttered, "I need time. Also, register Miss Penelope’s contact in my private phone. I want to discuss this properly with her."

Benjamin panicked. "Sir, don’t let her get even a single cent from you if you’re going to divorce her!"

"Who said I’m planning to divorce her?"

"Ah?"

"Go." Zoren didn’t explain himself and waved dismissively. "Just do what I said and go."

Benjamin pressed his lips together, about to weep at his pitiful boss’s situation. Why did his enemies always find a way to give his boss trouble? Wasn’t Zoren’s illness enough? Couldn’t they wait?!

With a heavy heart, Benjamin picked up the calling card and the phone on the desk. When his eyes landed on the calling card, deep lines appeared between his brows.

"Penelope Bennet?" he whispered, his gaze falling on the title underneath the name.

Zoren’s brows rose as a pin-drop silence ensued. "What’s wrong?"

Benjamin opened and closed his mouth. His complexion turned as pale as a sheet as he shifted his shaky gaze to his boss.

"Boss, that woman... is her name Penelope?" he asked, his heart thudding against his chest.

"Yes."

Benjamin almost fell to the floor as his knees weakened.

"Why?" asked Zoren curiously. "Do you know her?"