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

Chapter 1629: Who is the person pulling the strings?

[Minutes Earlier...]

"What?" Jonathan frowned as he stepped out of the bathroom, phone pressed to his ear. "She got out?"

"Yes. It seems she changed her lawyer, and the new one forced the judge to recuse himself," said the person on the other end of the line. "The move was too abrupt for us to stop."

Jonathan's face darkened as he asked the most obvious question. "Who's the new lawyer?"

"Her name is Grace. Not even a defense lawyer, but a corporate lawyer. She handles all legalities for Prime Group."

"..." Jonathan's jaw tightened, his grip on his phone trembling.

Penelope, it's you again.

He swallowed the rising tension in his throat and exhaled sharply. "Never mind her. Getting bail doesn't mean she's out of trouble. Keep monitoring the situation at the Information Center."

"Yes."

Clack.

His frown deepened as the call ended. Glancing at his phone, he scoffed.

"That woman..." he hissed, his eyes gleaming malevolently.

Jonathan resumed his steps, tossing his phone on the bed and drying his hair with a small towel. He sat on the edge of the bed, letting the towel rest on his head while his arms draped over his legs.

"Penelope," he whispered. "..

'... Grace."

one of the few people who had followed Penny's case from start to finish. Not because it was entertaining, but

was more involved with the Pierson Corporation than anyone else in the past, he knew the names in the legal department. Grace — that woman had

Grace been

two things that could explain it," he muttered to himself. "Either

of future events were

most high-profile lawyers

then he could only think

big break by closing Prime Group," Jonathan murmured. "Her name started gaining visibility

past life and gave her a chance to shine,

makes more sense, I can't help but think it's actually the latter," he

maybe he wouldn't uncover the truth, but his instincts told him he was right. In their previous life, Grace had been stuck in prison. She hadn't even finished high school, finding herself on a different path. It had been Penny who

Jonathan clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Never mind. That

her, someone else would have to take her place,

expression sharpened as he clasped his hands together. A glint

Bennet... is gonna be in there. His thoughts twisted, though his intention was far different

that woman in

silence washed over Jonathan as he contemplated his plans, plans he had

allow history to repeat

if it meant sacrificing others like Cassandra -

shook his head and reached for the towel over his head. Rising

chair. As he

his eyes

the small

and a pack of cigarettes sat