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

Chapter 526: A guest at this hour?

[It's not that I hate you, Dean. It's just that... your very presence makes me uncomfortable. That's the only thing I always feel around you—perhaps anger as well.]

[I appreciate the constant warnings and worry, but throw another threat my way again, and you'll see what I do. Who knows? I might suddenly decide to become your aunt.]

[Now, off you go, and the next time you want to see me, set up an appointment. You have Yugi's number, right?]

In the backseat of the car, Dean hissed as he glared out the window.

Ever since Dean left Penny's office, all of her remarks replayed in his head like a broken record. Their relationship hadn't been the best, but unlike now, it was much more tolerable. She had been direct, but not this repulsed.

It all started when she accepted Zoren's application for Prime Group's services.

'I'm just doing her a favor,' he thought, grinding his teeth, his eyes glinting. Definitely not the best mood to have so early in the morning. 'Auntie? Hah. Penny... don't tell me you've found that guy...'

Another hiss escaped his mouth as he thought about all the reasons Penny was doing so much for Zoren. Initially, he believed Penny was simply making a business decision for her own company, but with everything that had been happening, it was clear Penny was doing more than she should.

Not that Penny had done a lot for Zoren that directly affected the Pierson Corporation, but what bothered him was that she was lingering around Zoren.

'Does she know? That kid in the past...' He stopped his thoughts with a shake of his head. 'That's impossible. Zoren Pierson wasn't the type to talk about her, no matter how much he trusted someone.'

Zoren wouldn't even tell Penny's name to his own grandmother, except when they came searching for her. Zoren was that type of person. Not that he was secretive, but rather, he was selfish-he liked to keep what he considered his property to himself. He was the type who wouldn't share anything.

Dean knew that part of Zoren, having experienced it many times in the past. It didn't matter if it was a pen, a toy, or even a rock he picked up somewhere. If Zoren deemed it his, then no one else could touch it except him.

Dean breathed out through his parted lips, scoffing. '...but if somehow, they knew—if they figured

'I have no other choice but to make

be like this. Having her or wanting her in his life was never part

those were simply

alright?" His assistant's voice snapped Dean from his thoughts as she looked back at him. "We're near the Old Residence. I don't think your grandmother would be pleased to see you bringing bad energy into

to the front passenger seat, snickering. "Don't worry about that. Even if Grandma minds, she wouldn't say a word about

She didn't say anything further except, "I'm simply reminding you. The Old Madam might've aged a lot, but she still

back and venting his irritation at her. "Since when

sir. Apologies. I'm simply reminding you, just in case you needed it," was all the assistant

beside him. Another deep exhale slipped

and controlling his emotions. She was playing with them... and he didn't like

of silence. "...

"Yes."

you find out who

an order in

"He did?"

of Prime Group, the document was

it on his own, with Penny's help, securing the

affairs. They weren't huge, but they were

we'd make his wife's identity known is to pressure him to show her?" he remarked quietly, earning a

Pierson at play, he'd

and snapped his eyes to his assistant. "I'll give him

"I understand, sir."

how's Ramon?" Dean inquired once their