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

Chapter 1684

Chapter 1684: He put a hit on her, huh?

Dean never liked Naylani Pierson.

He never met her, but he hated her even before he could understand the meaning of the word.

Why?

The reason was simple.

It was Naylani who made Zoren sick. If Zoren weren't sick, he wouldn't have to get

all that attention as the sickly child. Zoren wouldn't have to just sit around and not play with him. And Dean wouldn't have gotten scolded if he forced him to play when they were children.

If not for Naylani, things would surely be different.

Zoren might be more normal. He might attend school just like Dean and Ray, compete with them, lose at one point, and manage to form proper bonds rather than one founded on pity and guilt.

It was all Naylani's fault.

For stabbing a child, attempting to burn him, and then hanging herself because she knew she deserved to rot in jail.

On top of that, Naylani was the reason... Dean felt like his father was just a piece of crap. Not because of Naylani directly, but because of Enzo Pierson. Because even after everything, Dean still caught a glimpse of what a father should be to their children.

His memory of Enzo Pierson was short and fragmented, but he remembered envying Zoren for having a father like that man. A man who took the role of not just a father but also Zoren's mother. Not someone like Dean's father, who had made him wonder one thing while growing up.

When would he bring home another woman? Or say he had another child from another woman? How many more bastards would he confess to having, and how many more would Dean have to listen to in some child support discussions?

The last time he heard that his father had another child from his mistress was a few years ago.

Talk about why everyone from the first branch of the Pierson Family supported Dean, instead of his father.

It wasn't Naylani's fault, and he knew that, but he still wanted to blame her for it because she deserved hell.

seeing a picture of Naylani, who surely had grown older than the one Dean managed to peek at many years ago, didn't stop

that bitch

said as he set his eyes on the photo as

added quietly. "Or someone who

with certainty. "There's no doubt about

another side eye, not really surprised at Dean's certainty. After all, Dean was unaware of Charles and

what those pills are?" he asked, changing the subject. "If you're here,

indifferently.

you have to make me

you talk," Dean flashed him a smile. "It reminds me what

"Speak."

not the lethal drug," he

like it, and

same

it needs more

almost certainty, it's

"Then, what is it?"

it's a

"A counterfeit?"

effect as the lethal drug, but less

Atlas nodded, raising his brows as Dean handed him a small

it

"Where are the rest?"

smile stretched until his eyes were squinting. "I want to keep the rest

rest to

would I

I'm afraid that someone

"I like you enough

"Give them to me."

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