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

Chapter 1747: Final hours of Zoren

[Final Hours of Zoren]

After the long battle to clear Penelope Bennet’s name, making those who made her suffer face their own demise, tearing apart the entire Pierson family, and becoming the new head of the Zorken family, Zoren had one last destination.

He stood in front of a gravestone. The words engraved on it read:

In Loving Memory of Penelope Pierson...

Zoren quietly squatted down and placed a bouquet before it. His dark eyes had grown even darker, and his face was pale. As he stared at the gravestone, he barely showed any emotion.

After all, this was the grave of a stranger—who was also his wife.

"Penelope," he whispered, rising to his feet, eyes never leaving the stone. "I fulfilled my promise."

The entire world now knew she had been executed unjustly. That she was the true victim. And Zoren made sure the truth reached even those far beyond Anteca, by exposing more powerful individuals involved in the conspiracy.

Now, because of that, people were rallying—crying in front of the president’s office, demanding change.

A Penelope Movement had formed... in memory of an innocent woman wrongly executed.

Now, the whole world knew.

And now, the only thing the world could do was ask for her forgiveness.

An exhausted breath escaped Zoren, eyes still fixed on her name. "Would this... make you feel at least a little relieved?"

If heaven existed, was she smiling now? Sighing in peace? Perhaps saying, "I told you so."

He had no idea what kind of reaction she would give. He didn’t really know her. Which made it all the more insane—everything he had done was for someone he barely knew.

Someone he didn’t know... and yet, someone he wished he had.

Zoren quietly reached for the bottle of alcohol he’d brought along with the flowers. He opened it and carefully poured it over the gravestone.

heard you didn’t drink, but you should,"

on his coat, but it didn’t matter anymore. A droplet of rain hit his

held it to his chest and

is my last visit," he said softly, though he didn’t need to say

Zoren was dying.

mother. And with that poison in his body, no

on his lips, which was quickly

we’ll meet very soon," but he knew

he was going... were two different places. And he wouldn’t delude himself into thinking

her grave, knowing

approached him

quiet voice as he leaned in to

a brow and

him through," he said calmly. "And move back. Far

"Sir—"

off with a nod. "Do

Mark’s expression. The man heading their way was someone with a grudge against Zoren. Leaving him alone with

to the guards to grant the person entry

area, alert for

leaving the grave. After a few moments, he noticed the figure finally stop beside him, close, but not too

speak at first. He simply stood in silence, staring at the man

he hadn’t noticed him. He just kept his eyes

have no right to be here," the man said at

with which he stared at

he did speak, his voice

because you heard I’d

man. Despite the rain and thickening fog, he

locking eyes with the middle-aged man

when the Bennet family was destroyed. Retired from Global Prime and was busy with

Penny was already incarcerated.