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

Chapter 537: That Mr. Pierson... is Zoren Pierson.

"Mr. Pierson says he's sending you another dress. Should we send it to the same address?"

Patricia felt as though a bucket of ice had been poured over her, staring at the clerk with wide eyes. Why did he have to say it like that? Why in front of Penny? What would she do if Penny found out that the Mr. Pierson the clerk mentioned was Zoren Pierson?

A torrent of thoughts surged through Patricia's mind as she stared at the black card in horror. The pride she usually felt when using it was now gone. All that was left was the crippling anxiety.

Nina, on the other hand, held her breath, her eyes widening as she looked at the clerk. She glanced over at Penny, hoping she had caught on. To her dismay, Penny's expression remained unchanged.

"Haha! My daughter can be so forgetful! Thank you," Mrs. Miller smirked proudly, taking the card for Patricia while casting a smug glance at Penny and Nina. She even flashed the black card, as if to show them something they could only dream of having. "Daughter, you've been so absent-minded lately. Goodness."

Patricia forced herself to glance up at her mother, then subtly looked toward Penny. When she saw the neutral expression on Penny's face, she mentally sighed in relief.

"Mhm," Patricia hummed meekly, throwing the clerk a quick look. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Miss Miller."

"Send it to the same address."

"Alright. Have a good day, Miss Miller, Mrs. Miller." The clerk smiled politely as he ushered them toward the entrance and held the door open.

Penny watched them leave, her face still neutral, but then she noticed Nina

staring at her intently. Turning to her, Penny raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong, Nina?" she asked. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

she was holding. "I can't take

"What is it?"

swallowed nervously and took another deep breath, her voice trembling. "Not here. Let's go somewhere else. But Penny, what I'm about

hand grasped Penny's arm. Penny glanced down, feeling how cold Nina's fingers were. Her heart began to race as her

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information about her husband, but she had failed miserably. She had taken Penny to shop for a dress -despite not needing one-hoping they'd encounter Mrs. Miller and Patricia gloating.

playing the investigator. She couldn't keep holding onto this information, especially when it was causing more harm than good. Although telling her suspicions without any proofs might be just as destructive, Nina figured Penny

at the restaurant, Nina took a deep breath, exhaling sharply.

can you tell me what's wrong now?" Penny asked, her voice gentle but firm. "What is it that

ask you a

furrowed.

momentarily before opening them again. "Penny, do

guard. She had assumed Nina's worries were about work or family matters, and she was ready to help. But this question completely

she saw the intense seriousness in Nina's eyes, the corners of which were slightly red.

see," Nina nodded slowly. "How much do

"Uh... a lot?"

you couldn't go on if he wasn't

"Huh?"

you die, is what I'm saying." Nina

"Please answer. It's really

speechless, unsure

was heading. But with

determination, she sighed and