Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 516

Chapter 516: Then you’ll keep owing me

Since Penny had been out of the office under the guise of recovering from her injured hand, she decided to visit her mother first. So, she went to Mama for brunch. When Allison arrived, they quickly dropped their previous conversation. Fortunately, Jessa didn’t expose her to her mother.

The conversation soon turned to a variety of topics, though it mostly centered around Old Mrs. Pierson’s offer. Jessa and Allison were still reconsidering, and since Penny was a businesswoman herself, running a large security firm, she offered her insights on the matter.

After finishing her meal, Penny bid her mother and aunt goodbye.

Seated in the driver’s seat, Penny adjusted the rearview mirror to look at herself.

"I didn’t know it’d take this long for them to fade," she murmured, adjusting her scarf around her neck. "I shouldn’t have made out with him so much."

The hickeys had faded but were still noticeable on her fair skin. While there were more hidden beneath her clothes, her neck was the most visible. To avoid unwanted stares, she made sure to cover them.

Satisfied with her appearance, Penny smiled and stepped out of the car, heading straight to the underground parking elevator. Everything seemed normal as she reached her floor and saw her employees at work.

Unlike the previous week, there were more people in the building.

"Good afternoon, Miss Bennet," some employees greeted her, to which she responded with a polite nod.

Everything felt peaceful as she made her way to her office. Things were back to normal, and although she had been away for a few days, she was ready to dive into work, finish as much task as she could, and head home to Zoren. She had already visited her mother, and while it was a shame that Charles was on another fishing trip with Haines, she knew she could visit anytime.

However, the peacefulness evaporated the moment she reached her office.

"I should get an assistant," she muttered, running her tongue across her inner cheek as she stepped inside. Penny closed the door behind her, her eyes locking on the figure sitting on the couch. "So next time, I’ll know who to expect waiting in my office."

"Dean, what do you want this time?" she added, her voice distant and cold.

Dean was casually seated on the couch, one leg draped over the other, reading a magazine. He looked up slowly as he heard the door open, watching her deliver her cold remarks.

"You didn’t want me approaching you in the parking lot, and now you’re complaining when I visit you here," he quipped, watching her move toward her desk and place her handbag down. "Just where do I stand?"

Dean set the magazine aside and rose to his feet, striding toward her. "Penny—" he stopped when she turned to face him, her hand raised and pressed against his shoulder.

"I don’t know where you should stand, but not this close," she replied in the same cold tone. "What do you want, Dean?"

Her brow arched as she noticed the cast around his arm. "What’s that?" she asked, her sharp gaze snapping up to meet his.