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

Chapter 1705

Chapter 1705: Mother and son

Did Zoren ever regret getting into Penny's case?

It was a question he never got to ask, because when he began reading those case files, he moved on to get as much information about her.

Initially, it was his only way to raise a middle finger to the world that was trying to tell him he was wrong. That what he believed did not matter. It was all because of ego, pride, and boredom, with a sprinkle of getting justice for the man he

considered one of his people.

That was all there was nothing more, nothing less.

But every answer he got would leave another, bigger question. Every file he read just looked a little more ridiculous than the last. And every single day, it led him down a darker path-a descent.

Because the more he knew, the more he realized this case was not just Penny's. Rather, this case actually had something to do with him-the Pierson Family.

And this was something he never thought he would uncover when he started this obsession.

SLAP!

Zoren's face was turned to the side, his cheek burning from the resounding slap that echoed.

"Ungrateful bastard. How dare you show your face to me, huh?" A woman's sharp voice rang in the room, snickering at him. "I've always known this would happen. I should've killed you even before you were born."

Zoren glanced up at Mark, who took a step toward him. He raised a hand, stopping his lead security.

"Leave us alone, Mark," he ordered.

clearly not pleased by this. However, he didn't

Mark closed the door, Zoren slowly turned his head

before him, was Naylani

if she weren't looking at her own

heavily, raising her throbbing hand to strike him again. "I should've disciplined you even more, instead of letting that old hag

Zoren grabbed her arm to stop her midway. Naylani clenched her teeth

grip on her arm tightening. Meeting his mother's eyes, he spoke under

me once. And once is the only

my son. You

However, Zoren caught it midair. Thus,

all of

lungs out until her throat started to scratch, but all it did was tire her

floor, her hands clasping and trembling. Meanwhile, Zoren stood

even squatting to meet her eyes.

Naylani scoffed

him,

down at

me in this place is enough to stop

YOU WANK

Had it not beer for me, yo wouldn't

"Even if you lock me in here, I

am the woman who gave birth to you, and even if you burn

react; his icy gaze didn't even

back at her as if there was nothing left in his

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