Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 398

Chapter 398: My poor uncle

"Did you feed her, at least?" Zoren asked the person on the other end of the line.

"Sir, Renny is guarding the guest house," replied the servant who had stayed behind to clean. "No one can get close."

"Ah." Zoren rocked his head slightly. "Then leave her food at a distance where you feel safe. Hopefully, Renny will serve it to her."

The servant scrunched her nose, thinking Zoren must really dislike the woman in the guest house. After all, he knew Renny would never do that. The moment Patricia opened the guest house door, she’d likely become his lunch.

"For now, let her be. She deserves it. She won’t die if she fasts."

"Yes, sir."

With that, Zoren placed his phone down and smirked. It wasn’t that he had completely forgotten about the woman named Patricia, but he was in such a good mood that part of his mind shielded him from the thought. Even so, he didn’t want Penny to worry too much.

’Though she might be shocked if I told her Miss Miller is kept in the guest house,’ he mused, leaning back. He glanced at his phone again but quickly reminded himself not to disturb Penny.

Zoren was just happy that he and Penny had reached a mutual understanding. However, there were still many things she didn’t know about him. Despite knowing each other for a long time, twelve years of separation was more than enough time for people to change or develop new traits.

Zoren, for instance, wasn’t quite the same as the "Renren" she once knew. If she realized how he handled certain things, she might have second thoughts. _{ƒгeewebnovёl.com}

"Never mind," he muttered, shaking his head as he lifted a document in front of him. "I still can’t read it."

Though his vision had improved, he still couldn’t make out the smaller text. Even when he brought the paper closer, the words blurred into unintelligible lines. Zoren closed his eyes and sighed, stretching his neck from side to side.

"Read the document, page 54," he commanded. Immediately, a robotic voice began reading the document that Benjamin had already run through the system.

***

Today felt longer than usual for Zoren. Typically, he and Benjamin would work late until Benjamin reminded him of the time. Zoren didn’t have any meetings today, thanks to Benjamin keeping them to a minimum.

"Benjamin, what time is it?" Zoren asked as soon as he heard the door open. He was still reclining in his chair, eyes closed, appearing quite relaxed.

Benjamin looked around, amused, wondering if Zoren had a "Benjamin detector."

"What time?"

"It’s almost six in the evening, sir!" Benjamin replied as he tiptoed in. "Sir, how did you know it was me?"

"It smells like you," Zoren replied as he slowly opened his eyes. "What’s my next appointment?"

"Nothing, sir." Benjamin walked up to the desk and placed a folder on it. "I just brought these papers for you to review. Everything’s in order, so you only need to listen to the data."

"I see." Zoren peeled himself away from the chair, eyeing the stack of papers in Benjamin’s hands.

Seeing Zoren’s reaction, Benjamin quickly moved to put the papers away. "Sorry. Force of habit. I’ll put them in your briefcase right away."