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

truly is... recovering. But why

right, and this gut feeling just seemed to eat Mark from

whispered, but Zoren didn't move an inch. "Put

beast's nap. "Sir," he called again, his voice quiet and careful. "He's not moving anymore. That man is no longer a

"Mark," he called quietly, yet for some reason, Mark felt like he almost flinched. "If I squeezed tight enough, do

"What?"

possible for a human being to crush another human being's skull with his bare hand?" Slowly, Zoren slid his eyes to the corner while Mark's brows rose. "By

"Sir."

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

him this unsettling sensation under

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breath, 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...

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

just do not want you to do something that

marriage with her

And when a dent is present, another one appears. If you could be reckless once and get away with it, you'll continue being

ernet

mistake." Mark paused as he took careful, jagged breaths. "I'm not married,

still hadn't let go of Glenn. Whatever made him angry

Penny is still in this building," Mark added sternly. "Your third brother-in-law is

still here, and I'm

you, and you don't want them gone. Even

from Zoren. When Mark opened his mouth again to speak, whatever he could think of, Glenn's body landed on the floor