Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 592

Chapter 592: Better to believe something than nothing at all.

What Nathaniel confessed was the truth and nothing but the truth. It was true that he approached Penny with ulterior motives. He approached her after learning everything about her: her likes, dislikes, hobbies, friends, family, and even her routine. He studied her to gain her trust easily.

But alas, everything he studied about her was unnecessary to earn her trust. She was a foolish woman who would trust a loser like him for no reason.

Initially, Nathaniel found her foolishness hilarious and ridiculous. He mocked her behind her back and criticized her for it. This continued for as long as he could remember, until one night, when his boss called him for their next plan, he realized he didn’t want her to become a scapegoat.

Nathaniel tried to warn her, but she didn’t pick up on his hints. He attempted to change her mind and send her away, but she found his warnings amusing. He tried to indirectly tell her she would be in trouble, but she was too foolish to be scared.

Therefore, he took matters into his own hands and tried to change his boss’s mind. The night he had a drink with Penny near the bridge, Nathaniel went to see his boss to negotiate. He tried to leverage everything he could just to ensure they would leave her out of it. All he got that night was a good beating.

It was too late. Penny was already part of the plan Nathaniel had concocted from the beginning.

Nathaniel laughed to shrug off the bitterness in his heart. "That’s the story," he said, jerking his chin at the person who shouldn’t be there at all. "What about you? Why are you meddling?"

"I was bored," Zoren replied quickly, as if he hadn’t even thought about it. "That is a touching story. I’m moved to tears."

Yet he didn’t look touched at all. Zoren lifted the pistol at him again, his expression unchanged from the beginning. Meanwhile, Nathaniel kept his gaze on the man, focusing on the finger sliding on the trigger.

"Where... were you all this time?"

It was a strange thing to ask someone he had just met, but Nathaniel was deeply curious about it. After all, he was a man of information. He knew everything that was happening in and out of Anteca, including the fact that Zoren Pierson was currently widowed.

Shifting his eyes to Zoren, a twisted, subtle smile crept onto Nathaniel’s face. "If you didn’t know her until now, but you’re still willing to meddle in her affairs to the point of even marrying her dead body... what were you doing that kept you so preoccupied?"

"Why didn’t you get bored a lot earlier?" he added under his breath, wishing Zoren had intervened sooner. Nathaniel had no power to stop it, but Zoren could have—Penny would still be alive. She wouldn’t have even lasted a day in jail.

"Where have you been?" he asked quietly, but received nothing in return.

All Nathaniel got was silence. Zoren simply gazed at him coldly, saying nothing—not because he was ignoring him, but because he didn’t know what to say.

The brief silence they shared was enough of an answer for Nathaniel. He understood.

His lips curled up as his eyes softened, thinking of what this man had been doing to ensure his dead wife—whom he didn’t even know—got the justice she deserved. Then, thinking of Penny, a shallow breath slipped past his nostrils.

"Mr. Pierson," he called. "You and Penny... would have made a great pair. I know this after studying countless people."

BANG!