Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 665

Chapter 665: Meet me today

"She’s dating Jonathan Pierson."

For a moment, there was nothing but silence between Penny and Finn at the mention of that cursed name. Penny even held her breath momentarily, looking at him and then at his shoulder.

"He shot you?" she asked, and he shrugged.

"While I was heading home. To be exact, while I was walking from my car to my front door," he clarified, just to let her know how fearless the man was. "He could’ve killed me, but that isn’t the point."

Finn raised his brows, giving her a meaningful look. He didn’t need to spell out the explanation because he was certain that Penny was smart enough to put the pieces together.

It was a warning—or rather, a part of Jonathan’s wicked game.

He wanted Finn to cower in fear, to never sleep with one eye closed, and to always be alert. However, Penny was certain that wasn’t happening since Finn didn’t look worried at all. If he hadn’t shown her his bandage, she wouldn’t have even known he was hiding a wound beneath his lavish suit.

"I see..." Penny nodded in understanding, breathing out heavily. "That sucks."

"He goes by the name Jonathan Russel," said Finn. "He approached Cassandra. Poor Cassandra doesn’t know just how sick that guy’s mind is."

Penny still hesitated; hence, she kept quiet while she contemplated.

"You still don’t trust me, right..." Finn shook his head but wasn’t surprised. "Well, even if you don’t believe my words, I believe you’d look after her."

It wasn’t like Finn had come here to beg her to protect him. He already knew she wouldn’t, even if he cried a river. The only purpose of coming here was for Penny to look after Nina. Even if she wouldn’t completely believe him, he knew she would still keep an eye on Nina just to make sure.

That was all that mattered.

"Very well." Finn cleared his throat and smiled at her. "Thank you for seeing me."

With that said, Finn pushed himself up. He had been using only one hand all this time, which she had noticed since the beginning. But now that she knew the reason behind it, it was no longer something she wanted to dwell on.

"Finn Davis," Penny called, staring at his back as he stopped. "It’s not that I don’t believe your claims. It’s just that... I don’t trust you."

Slowly, Finn looked back at her and nodded. "I know that."

"Give me a reason why I should trust someone like you?" she asked.