Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 392

Chapter 392: Surely, your sincerity is touching, Ray.

Unlike the way the chairman had burst into Atlas’s office, he left it beaming. The CEO’s staff couldn’t help but glance at him, exchanging looks before picking up another incoming call.

"Hahaha!" the chairman chortled as he passed by the CEO’s department office, where the phones were ringing nonstop. He nodded approvingly. "Word spreads fast! Haha! I should invite some of my friends to have golf this week!"

Sven quietly assisted his grandfather, but deep down, he felt bitter. ’Of all the Pierson family members, how did he get Zoren Pierson on his side?’

"Hahaha! What a good day! A good day, indeed!" the chairman’s voice rang out as they left the department, heading to the elevator. "I should invite Charles home for a drink as well! Hahaha! Today’s worthy of celebration!"

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[Back in Atlas’s office...]

Atlas studied the shiny golden card between his fingers. In contrast to the busy CEO department, his office was eerily quiet.

"Zoren Pierson," he whispered, recalling everything he had heard about the man. "So, that man is actually the head of the Pierson family, huh?"

His expression soured, thinking about how Penny hadn’t mentioned this to anyone. She should’ve at least told Atlas, considering he was also in the business field and wouldn’t have been caught off guard like this.

"Even so, this invitation came just at the right time," he muttered, knowing the chairman had already been influenced by Sven earlier. "Who would have thought a mere card could also be an antidote to a poison?"

Not that Atlas didn’t have plans to resolve this matter. After all, he was someone who could take and throw the heat. Even if the chairman asked him to step down, Atlas still had plenty of time to remind the old man that he was in this position because the rest of the Bennet Family — excluding his siblings — only came in second to him.

"This event is months away," he whispered, reading the small text on the card with Zoren’s signature at the bottom. "They send out invitations so early and in such a grand manner. No wonder it’s well known among the elites."

It did feel like a king’s envoy arriving with a royal message.

Shaking his head, Atlas was about to put the invitation back in its envelope when he noticed a small card slipped inside. He hadn’t noticed it earlier. Pulling it out, Atlas narrowed his eyes.

"This is... his calling card," he whispered, noticing the contact number on it. A shallow chuckle escaped his lips as he said, "Does that mean he wants me to call him?"

Fat chance.

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[PIERSON CORPORATION]

"That’s what he said, sir."

Zoren chuckled, holding his phone to his ear as he leaned back in his seat. "Got it. The most important thing is that he accepted my invitation," he said before hanging up on Benjamin.

"As expected of her brother," he whispered with a smile. "They do dislike me."

"And what do I..." Zoren trailed off as his gaze fell on Ray, noticing the dark mood seeping from his cousin. "... you’re sad?" _{freewebnoveℓ.com}