Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 970

Chapter 970: Tell me... who’s responsible for these tears?

Penny learned many things from Finn. The latter had no reservations about sharing all the information he knew, starting with what kind of person Jonathan was, his broken relationship with the greedy Nina, and his greed.

Finn even shared the information they gathered behind the scenes, sending Atlas some tips to start his own investigation. He told her about what happened to Atlas while investigating and how Zoren saved him in the nick of time.

He also spoke about how they almost reopened the case after gathering enough evidence to appeal her case, how they nearly saved her if only they had acted faster, and everything that led up to Finn’s untimely death. He shared everything without reservation, but only one thing stuck in Penny’s mind.

Zoren.

Zoren Pierson, the man everyone looked up to, and someone who had nothing to do with her. Zoren believed her right after accidentally watching a broadcast of Penny’s pleading.

Just when she thought... just when she believed that even the Heavens weren’t on her side, a complete stranger believed her. Even if it was just her words against the evidence pointing at her, he fought for her. He even married her corpse and continued the fight, even after she had given up.

’Why?’ she wondered, walking alone on the side of the street. She had already forgotten how she ended up walking and how the day had turned into night, as her mind was filled with a plethora of questions.

After a moment, she stopped under a streetlamp. Keeping her head low, she opened her palms. At the same time, a drop of water fell on her hand. Looking up, she noticed thin drops of rain beginning to fall from the sky.

"What great timing..." she murmured, her eyes gazing up at the starless night sky. "... what timing, indeed."

"Miss Penny." Suddenly, Mark’s voice broke through. He rushed to her, holding an umbrella, which he opened to keep her under it. "It’s a little late now, and it’s about to rain. The Master has been calling. He’s probably worried sick."

Penny slowly gazed up at Mark’s worried face, only to be reminded that he existed as well. On her way back after a long discussion with Finn, she had asked to be dropped off and left alone. This time, however, Mark didn’t listen and followed her from a distance.

"Miss Penny..." Mark called worriedly, studying the indescribable expression on her face. "Let’s go back."

"I am heading back," she said as she slowly turned her back on him. "But I want to take a walk."

Mark took a large step to keep her under the umbrella. "Then, if you’re going to walk..." he trailed off, his hesitation obvious as she looked back at him. "... then keep the umbrella with you."

Penny didn’t answer him and simply tapped his shoulder. "Great work," was all she said before resuming her steps, leaving Mark in the same spot without taking the umbrella.

’Back then, I thought no one fought for me.’ As the thought crossed her mind, a bitter smile twisted her lips. ’I thought no one believed me. It made me angry... so angry I cursed them every second of my remaining time.’

Penny stopped, resting her hand on her forehead as she muffled her sobs. ’If I had known that someone believed in me, and that those I thought turned their backs on me tried to fight for me... only to end up in such a miserable and dangerous state... I wouldn’t have wished anyone to believe me.’