Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 280

Chapter 280: I know what I am doing.

Meanwhile...

Meow.

Zoren turned his head toward the sound, catching a blurry figure standing several steps from his vantage point. His eyesight was bad during daylight, and it was even worse at night. However, he could see something moving in her arms.

Meow.

He kept his gaze on the figure, watching as she slowly approached. When she was close enough, he caught a whiff of sweet cologne mixed with the scent of tea.

"Renren?"

Deep lines appeared between his brows as his eyes widened slightly. "You are...?"

"It’s me..." she whispered, disbelief in her voice. "What are you... how... have you always been here on Thursdays?"

For a moment, Zoren was silent as he studied the figure before him.

"Penny?" He rose from his seat, surprised. "Is this really you?"

"Renren." The woman took a step forward and stood before him. She looked up, her eyes gleaming with relief. "It’s... it’s really you!?"

His lips stretched into a smile as he reached out, placing his hand on top of her head. "You’ve grown."

"Haha. You too!" she chuckled, stepping back when she heard another meow from her cat. "Renren, do you remember her?"

Meow.

Zoren’s eyes fell on her arms, recognizing the familiar color of the cat he remembered. "Chunchun?"

"Haha!" The woman grinned from ear to ear, watching as he shifted his eyes back to her. "So, you remembered her?"

"Of course." His expression softened as he assessed the face looking at him. It was a shame he couldn’t see her clearly, but he could tell she had lost some weight. "Penny, I’m so glad to see you again."

"Me too. It’s been a while," she replied. "But don’t call me Penny anymore. That’s an alias."

"An alias?"

The woman nodded. "I didn’t know you, so I didn’t want to give you my real name." Her smile turned apologetic. "I’m sorry about that."

"Ahh..." Zoren let out a shallow laugh. "Fair enough. So, what should I call you now?"

"You can call me..." The woman trailed off as the corner of her mouth curled up. "Patricia. It’s Patricia Miller."

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"Sir, is that really Thursday Girl?!" Benjamin gasped, looking at his boss through the rearview mirror.

When the woman and Zoren met again, they stayed at their meeting spot to catch up. They talked for nearly two hours until Patricia had to go home. Naturally, Zoren offered her a ride, so Benjamin came to drive the two of them.

After dropping Patricia off at a nearby villa, Benjamin couldn’t stop himself from asking questions.

"Yes," Zoren smiled subtly, his eyes on the window. "That’s her."

Benjamin gasped. "Oh my god! How come she only showed up now?"

"She was abroad," Zoren remarked. "Apparently, her family had to move abroad a year after I left, and since there was no means of communication between us, she couldn’t tell me. She only returned to the country not long ago."

"Oh..." Benjamin nodded, darting his eyes between the rearview mirror and the road. "That’s why no matter how much we searched, we couldn’t find her."

Zoren didn’t respond but kept his eyes on the window.

Silence quickly ensued, which was something Benjamin didn’t expect. His boss had been freeing up his schedule every Thursday, so he assumed Zoren would be on cloud nine after seeing her again.

’I guess he’s happy... in a way,’ Benjamin sighed for the umpteenth time today, shifting his focus back to the road.