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?"

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

wait.

Did we have a

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at the question before he smiled broadly. "Yes, but it seems

missed her."

"Her?"

"Didn't I tell you I'm seeing

one leg over the other. "Not

never interested in trivial

slowly, saying nothing more. Meanwhile, Dean maintained

"How are you,

Zoren's temple. "I heard you got into

"Mhm".

a bone, but you seem

"I am fine."

him. "Uncle, why are

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 you'll

smile on Dean's face remained, but he understood the threat in

the time, I will visit,

home," Zoren said, glancing at his nephew as if studying him.

who's always in

chuckled, nodding. "I

and walked out. Dean, on the other hand, fixed his eyes on his uncle's retreating figure. When the door

her?" he whispered. "Or did she take a different

arched a brow before squinting. "Something's wrong with him," he muttered before the corner of his lips curled into a smirk.

Meanwhile...

as she waited to hear back from Yugl. So when the heavens sided with

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on one of the couches with a magazine over her face. Her eyes lingered over

Her eyes lit up as soon as she saw a group of uniformed men step out. The second she spotted that tall figure among them, Penny held her breath. "That's it! It's really him! That bastard-!'Penny clasped the magazine tightly,

to her vantage point, she rose from her seat

But alas...

barely stepped into their vicinity when

you

were guarding. "I need to talk to him." Zoren's steps slowed as