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

Chapter 591: It was all futile

"Where were you in my first life?"

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[FLASHBACK]

"Argh! Who are you?!?" Nathaniel growled, trying to break free from the chair to which he was bound. His eyes were blindfolded, giving him no idea who the people who raided his place and abducted him were. "Hey! You cowards! Why don't you show yourselves, huh?!"

"Cowards! Scared that once I see you, you'd be dead meat?! Hah!"

Nathaniel ran his mouth on and on, unafraid that something would hit him and hurt him. Little did he know, Zoren was standing several steps away. For the next ten minutes, Nathaniel's fierce remarks echoed in the small, old apartment, and nothing else.

"Sir." Mark approached Zoren's side, studying the latter's profile.

Zoren didn't speak for a while, tilting his head slightly as he observed the person who had put Penelope Bennet in that hole. He squinted a little, unsure of what he was looking at. According to their investigation, this guy was Penelope Bennet's friend. freewebnovel.com

Nathaniel had approached Penny under the guise of a friend; she had no idea he was part of an organized group. He also held a significant position in the organization he belonged to. He was important-rich, with a legitimate business, living in a high-end, exclusive condominium.

Zoren had already formed an impression of the man before this encounter. However, now that he was staring at Nathaniel face-to-face and listening to all of his remarks, that impression shattered.

"I said, show your face, you cowards—" Nathaniel's breath hitched when he heard a man's deep voice speak quietly.

"Take it off."

men on

reaction he thought necessary for the sudden light. To his surprise, when he peeked, the lights were dim, and someone was standing in front of him. Slowly, he widened his eyes

out a scoff

Nathaniel recognizing him didn't surprise Zoren. Information was Nathaniel's forte, and it was expected that he had done his research on Zoren Pierson - the most

owe this meeting, Mr. Pierson? If you want to avail my services, you could have just called me. You didn't have

Nathaniel. After

Mark approach Zoren and place a pistol in his palm. Instead of showing panic or fear, Nathaniel simply let out a faint, dry

tongue across his inner cheek, rocking his head as

Zoren finally spoke. "I thought you'd make a fuss

head back. "Nah. I'm good. Death doesn't scare

"What does?"

watching Zoren slowly lift his gaze to him.

Zoren nodded before he casually raised the pistol at Nathaniel. Tilting his head slightly, he raised a brow when

you kill me..." Nathaniel trailed off as if searching for the right words to say. "... do you know

"No."

are you

actions. Slowly, Zoren put the gun down, earning a look from everyone

you do it to someone you know? To someone who trusted you?" he returned calmly. "Weren't you friends?

helplessly and shrugged. "Everything I say is just an excuse." "Would you

no," Nathaniel chuckled. "Man... you really are Zoren Pierson. In a