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

Chapter 1516: Another unexpected passenger

[Pierson Corporation]

Jonathan stared blankly at his computer. The joy he'd felt at home had evaporated. All he could do now was wonder where this corporate nightmare would end.

The world was already crumbling for some, and yet here he was, staring at the unfinished task in front of him.

"This..." He trailed off, glancing around at the few remaining people in the office. As he did, he subtly unplugged the mouse and moved it around. "Hey, my computer's freezing."

One of his colleagues glanced up from his desk. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, check."

Letting the colleague investigate, the latter furrowed his brow.

"Did you save your work?" the colleague asked, concern evident in his voice.

"I thought I had finished, but I'm not sure."

"I see." The other man nodded. "I'll have someone look at it tomorrow. It's late already, and Sir Atlas left hours ago."

Yes!

Jonathan allowed himself a small, relieved smile as he glanced at his computer. "I hope I saved it," he whispered to himself. "Otherwise, I'll have to redo it tomorrow."

Making sure his colleague had heard him, he reluctantly powered down his computer and packed up his things. It had been days since Jonathan had transferred to the COO's department-the place he'd spent the rest of his life, or so Atlas had said.

But even though Atlas wasn't saddling him with unnecessary tasks like Dean had, it wasn't much of an improvement. The workload here, compared to Dean's department, was ten times heavier.

the remaining employees goodnight as

first life, this department didn't exist, he thought. The busiest department I

in the company. It was as if Atlas was intent on taking all the responsibility,

way to his designated parking space. As he approached his car, he absentmindedly fiddled with

car warily. "They said he

weeks, Atlas had been in his

up driving him home. But

extra storage space for the unsent gift he'd bought for his sister. So now, Atlas had enough room in

not here," Jonathan muttered, letting out a sigh

windows for any sign of someone waiting inside. When he saw no one, his shoulders relaxed. Finally, he jumped into the driver's

for the rearview mirror to adjust it. But as his hand moved toward it, he nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw someone staring back at him

her

voice rising in disbelief. "Are the Bennets out of their fucking

her ears hurt. She frowned, casting him a dismissive

shot back, her face twisting with disdain.

Crazy? CRAZY?!

over. His eyes burned as Penny crossed her arms, staring up at the ceiling of the car. Just like her brother, she acted as though this

a headache beginning to

giving him trauma.

who would ambush him

even get in here?" he muttered under his breath.

"I asked nicely."

"What?"

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or

a Decepticon," she said, offering the kind of nonsense he had come to expect from her. "Though for someone like you, I wouldnt be surprised if an evil spirit followed you around. Haven't you had any supernatural experiences at our house? Or are you