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

Chapter 1163: I'm confused

Fighting even against someone with subpar skill was still exhausting, especially when there were many of them. Each body that fell at Mark's feet sent another wave of urgency to finish this all at once. He needed to see someone he knew

first

anyone.

It didn't matter whether it was Penny, Benjamin, Slater, or Mint.

At this point, he had wishful thinking. That while fighting all these men, he would stumble upon them in a room. It was why, whenever he got the time, he would check some rooms sometimes, throwing his enemy into the doors to force them open. Multitasking.

But Mark was not ready to see what he had just walked into.

Standing by the door, Mark came to a complete halt the second he kicked it open. He was told by one of the guys he fought with that this was the way, before Mark knocked him out. Who would have thought that person was telling the truth?

The only thing the syndicate didn't tell him was that Zoren wasn't a hostage. He wasn't kept like one, but instead, there he was, lifting a man with his bare hand while holding the latter's head.

Mark's eyes fell on the other man's twitching hand, catching blood dripping from his fingertips. He gulped, shifting his eyes to where his boss was standing.

'This...' he thought, holding his breath as he studied the dark look on Zoren's face. A very familiar yet unfamiliar look that Mark hadn't seen in ages. '... is just like that time.'

Zoren's eyes were naturally dark, but now they were oozing with killing intent. Physically, Zoren had grown weak because of his health issues. However, during the brief time Zoren recovered, he had learned a lot of things to maintain it.

And Mark wouldn't deny that Zoren was one of the strongest and most cunning people he had known. After all, Zoren was not a fighter, but he knew how to fight if he wanted to. But the most concerning part was that Zoren was just like Renny whenever he had to use his hands to hurt someone.

'I should've known,' Mark told himself, reminded of the time Zoren reached out

'That he truly is... recovering. But why do

this gut feeling just

move

as if he were afraid to disturb a beast's nap. "Sir," he called again, his voice quiet and careful. "He's not moving anymore. That man is

Glenn. "Mark," he called quietly, yet for some reason, Mark felt like he almost flinched.

"What?"

hand?" Slowly, Zoren slid his eyes to

"Sir."

unconscious Glenn, whose head remained in his grip. "Do you think that will wake him up? And that... he would

Zoren's tone giving him this unsettling sensation under his skin. "You promised her that you'd no

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not realizing this was probably the first time he was going to directly interfere with Zoren's business. "I will tell her all about it... even if I have to die as a

After a moment, the side of his mouth hooked up a bit as

not want you to do something

think my marriage with her is

another one

ernet

not letting you make that mistake." Mark paused as he took careful, jagged breaths. "I'm not married, but I've seen it... with my parents. That's how they

Whatever made him angry was something Mark didn't know and didn't want to know. That was the

in this building," Mark added sternly.

here, and

certain of is that those people are important to you, and you don't want them gone. Even Sir Hugo is out there, buying

moment passed, and still no reaction from Zoren. When Mark opened his mouth again to