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

Chapter 636: He's one of my soldiers.

One of the perks of coming clean and sharing Penny's little secret with Zoren was that she could talk about her past life freely. Although they had discussed a lot of it while Penny was letting her other ego come out, this was something different.

Meanwhile, when she said she needed a brainstorming buddy, Zoren initially thought it was about something else. But when she started listing what had been on her mind, he understood why she needed another mind to think alongside her. [Every day is a battle in this mind, so don't be one of the battles I have to fight.]

What she said last night resonated in his mind as he listened to her worries. Although everything she was saying concerned him and stirred emotions that were enough to make one's blood boil, he couldn't help but admire how she expressed herself. The more she talked, the more she revealed just how complex and beautiful her mind was.

"Did you hear everything I said?" Penny turned her head to the side, blinking. "So, don't punish them, okay?"

"..." Zoren remained quiet. "It's already done."

Just now, Penny was talking about Zoren not punishing his men. After all, she was aware that the reason she wasn't being watched by his men was due to her request. She felt bad if they were to be punished when they had only listened to her orders.

"Renren, when we exchanged guards, that also meant they had to listen to me," she mumbled, sounding like she was complaining. "I don't meddle with Angel, even if he messes up. It's unfair. We need a new rule about this."

""

"But first, don't look at me. Keep staring at the ceiling. I don't want my beauty distracting you." She waved a hand, signaling him to look ahead.

Zoren blinked, but he reluctantly peeled his gaze from her. He set his eyes on the wall and up at the ceiling, catching a glimpse of their feet resting on the wall. Earlier, Penny and Zoren had been seated on the beanbags, but now he didn't know how they ended up lying on the beanbags with their feet resting on the wall.

Their position seemed so relaxed, but in a way, he understood that Penny needed to be at ease.

"Since Angel is already handling your security and I'm not meddling with it, let your men do their job too!" she remarked sternly. "If they deserve punishment, then I'm the one to decide that."

Zoren didn't answer immediately as he thought about it. "Okay, but promise me one thing."

"Hmm?"

or whatever you do, keep them around. At least, Mark."

will." Penny smiled. "It's just that yesterday, I was... my brain was a little foggy, and it was full of uncertainty. I wasn't comfortable knowing someone was witnessing how I slowly

"I understand."

"So, that's settled?"

"Mhm."

don't punish

before he added, "About the damage

at her husband. Initially, she had thought that Zoren made his men run laps until they were crawling. But now that he said that, she

and relax," she blurted out. "We're staying here anyway, so they

in

to save herself from more stressful thoughts, she put that idea aside and set her eyes on the

went to the psychiatric clinic yesterday?" he repeated for clarification, and she nodded.

"Uh-huh."

that mean if you drink, she's still going

long tune before she shrugged. "I don't know," she said. "All know is that she's going to be there. Her lips then curled up as she added, "But it's not going to be as problematic as before. Think of it as me just being

"Going to a psychiatric clinic isn't something

snapped her eyes at him, smirking. "Though I don't

visited all types of

Zoren opened his mouth but closed it as he cast her a look. But Penny already

that's not the point. I only mentioned it

her toes casually clipping his pants as if to kill

the

a forensic sketch artist

twitched a little as she cast Zoren a look. Before she could

look at it, just the people around us," he clarified, looking

"Particularly my bodyguards

brows as she felt disgusted at herself for what she almost told him. "Don't worry about that. I'll call someone who