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

Chapter 1377: Damn, this is easy.

[Skyline Plaza: The Old Pierson Residence]

Penny sat on the edge of the bed, pausing as Zoren's voice came from behind her.

"Where are you headed?" he asked, half asleep. "Penny?"

She glanced back at him and slid over. "Home," she said, poking his nose lightly. "Renren, I just need to pick up something. Maybe I'll go for a morning run too."

"It's morning already?" He frowned. "Wait for me. I'll go with you."

"Nope." Penny shook her head, making him pout. "Renren, I'll be back for breakfast. Besides, I can't focus when you're around. So, you stay."

Zoren clicked his tongue softly, pulling her into his arms. "Just stay here," he murmured, his voice husky. "Don't go."

"I'll be back-" she cooed, giggling in his embrace. "Promise."

"Before I wake up?" he asked, making Penny pause for a second.

"Sure." She grinned. "You won't even notice I was gone."

Zoren sighed heavily but reluctantly let her go. Staying at the old residence had become part of their routine, especially since Penny had to monitor Old Mrs. Pierson regularly. Still, he knew she had sent Mark on an errand tonight, and she'd been waiting for the results. She was even quite excited about it.

"Come back," he said one last time, watching her crawl away from him. "Or I'll come get you."

the edge of the bed

as he watched her head

It was his fault... or maybe just Penny's irresistible appeal. He prided himself on having self- control in many things,

anyone blame him? His wife

thinking about it, especially last night... oh, such great

different. Whenever Zoren was around, she was too distracted thinking of ways to seduce him. Nothing else seemed important. So when she needed focus, she had to make sure he wasn't

bed and kissed him. "See you later," she said, planting another quick kiss on

door. When it clicked

shouldn't have watched her change," he muttered, feeling

for his phone and

I'll be late today. Also, let someone in the Prime

never a hassle to visit

workout. A short run would be good-especially if Mark didn't find anything useful at the orphanage. Or if he did and the information was overwhelming. Either way, she needed to clear her head and condition herself for the

more than twenty minutes of jogging, Penny

early hour. Heading straight to the study,

in the center of the desk was a flash

someone in cyber

the corner of her

"Why would I need to call him

turned the swivel chair

on Zoren's home computer. She had used it many times before, so navigating it wasn't a problem. Without hesitation, she