Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

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Minutes ago, in the elevator... 1

"Sir, are you alright?" asked the bodyguard, noticing Zoren massaging the top of his brow.

Zoren glanced at his bodyguards and squinted.

"Yes," he kept his answer short, straightening his back. "Don't mind me. I'm alright."

The bodyguard lowered his head and took a step back, giving him some space. When the lift arrived at their destination, more bodyguards were already waiting for him outside.

Zoren didn't stop for anyone, heading straight to the ward where Dean was. However, despite the strong and stoic front he maintained, Zoren's vision was blurring with every passing second. His head had been aching since the moment he woke up-probably because of the incident not so long ago,

I'm not going blind, am I?' he wondered as they made a turn in the hallway.

Snapping his eyes ahead, he caught sight of a woman squeezing herself to the side to make way.

"Move aside," he said, his voice barely audible to the men around him. "The way is not only for

1. us.

The bodyguards glanced at him and then noticed the woman ahead. They quickly stepped aside, squeezing into the other lane.

When Zoren got closer to Dean's private ward, another sharp pain struck the side of his head. His steps slowed, but he didn't stop. The only time he paused was when he reached the door of the private ward. 'My vision is getting even more blurry,' he thought, taking a shallow breath before exhaling slowly,

Despite everything happening within him, his demeanor, stance, and stoic front didn't change. When he stepped inside the ward, he could only rely on the big movements and colors inside

the room.

"Uncle," Dean smiled gently, watching his uncle sit down. "What a surprise! I didn't know you'd visit today" @

"Didn't Ben tell you about it?"

"No."

"I probably told him in my head and forgot to say it."

Dean shook his head and glanced at the door behind Zoren. "Had you been waiting outside?"

"Why would I wait outside?"

just came in," Dean chuckled, smiling. "Nothing, Uncle. I just

wait.

we

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slightly at the question before he smiled

missed her."

"Her?"

"Didn't I tell

leaned back and rested one

You're never interested in trivial

saying nothing more. Meanwhile, Dean maintained his smile,

"How are you,

broke the silence, glancing at the small bandage on Zoren's temple. "I heard you got into an accident too. It's scary living in these times. After your

"Mhm".

a bone, but you seem

"I am fine."

blinked, studying him. "Uncle,

I'm fine." Zoren planted his hands on the armrest and pushed himself up. Gazing down at his nephew, he said indifferently, "I agree that living in these times is scary. You never know when

on Dean's face remained, but he understood the

the time, I will

at his nephew as if studying

the one who's always

nodding. "I

on his uncle's

"Or did she

him," he muttered before the corner of his lips curled into

Meanwhile...

back from Yugl. So when the heavens sided with her today

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magazine over her face. Her eyes lingered over the top of the magazine,

of uniformed men step out. The second she spotted that tall figure

from her seat and sauntered in their direction. She couldn't just confront him and make a scene; it was better to approach with a diplomatic

But alas...

vicinity when a bodyguard stopped

you need

and pointed at the person they were guarding. "I need to talk to him." Zoren's steps slowed as he looked back