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

Chapter 1504: Why was it so different from her first life?

[SHORT FLASHBACK]

"How many times do I have to repeat myself?" Penny breathed out, eyeing the officers across from her. "You've got the wrong person! Whatever this is, it's not me! I don't even know what you're talking about! Terrorist? Really? All shipments go through customs for proper documentation!"

"Then will you tell us whose signature this is?"

A paper was slammed onto the table, the officer's fingertips pressing down on it before sliding it toward her. Penny glanced at it, but before she could get a proper look, the officer asked again,

"Whose signature is this? Isn't this yours, Miss Bennet?"

Penny's breath hitched, her eyes slightly widening as they landed on the signature. Slowly, she looked up at them, her complexion pale. It was then and there that Penny realized these detectives weren't there to uncover the truth.

They were here to confirm the truth they wanted.

One of the officers leaned closer to the table, turned toward the window, and made a chopping motion across his neck. A moment later, he looked Penny straight in the eyes.

"Miss Bennet, I just asked our colleague to cut off the recording," he said. "So, everything you say now won't be recorded or used against you in court."

He tapped the document between them. "This case is very serious, and the charges against you and Global Prime Logistics are not to be taken lightly. If you didn't do it, then... was it Atlas Bennet?"

"What?"

"Did he tell you to sign this paper and approve the shipments?" he asked, this time, more sternly. "It's true all international shipments go through customs. However, this case is massive, and you're not the only one being questioned."

In other words, they had arrested people from the customs department suspected of being involved in this large-scale operation. After all, for Global Prime Logistics shipments to pass undetected, someone in customs had to approve them.

"All of them are saying the same thing," the detective continued under his breath. "They didn't know. They didn't do it. They had no idea what was going on."

as she blurted out, "Then maybe that's

you're being framed, then tell us who's really behind it," he returned, as if starting the interrogation all over again. "It's

other detective chimed in. "Does Atlas Bennet

them. They were watching her intently. And

- not even a

they were giving her

to

[PRESENT TIME]

on the outdoor patio in the garden, stroking Renny's back

thought you hadn't made

her out of her thoughts. She looked toward the entrance, where her husband was

smiled, watching him peel away from the doorframe and approach

couch, where Renny had sprawled across most of the space. Since Penny was seated in the corner by the armrest, he had

he asked, turning to her. "It's rare for you to

by this time, she'd be waiting for him in the

lot on my mind,"

guessed, catching the way

told First Brother

it. And I meant it... but it still bothers me," she admitted. "Forget how the news brought back unpleasant memories it's the uncertainty that gnaws at

but didn't respond. There was nothing

life, the news that dominated every tabloid the one everyone was talking about — was my case," she said with a heavy sigh. "It makes me wonder... is this the replacement

the eye. "Or is this just the beginning of something

each other in silence. Zoren nodded slowly, understanding her sentiment. She had once mentioned that changing too

worse.

you're no longer the

your past from repeating. You're no longer the neglected