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

Chapter 1843: For you, my love.

[Pierson Corporation]

"Mr. Atlas Bennet?"

Allen furrowed his brows, spotting a delivery guy at the entrance of his office. But what surprised him most was what the delivery guy was holding.

"What is it?" he asked, approaching the man. He paused and gazed down at the huge bouquet in the man’s arms.

"You’re Mr. Atlas Bennet?" the delivery guy asked.

"No, but I’m his assistant. He’s in a meeting right now, so I can accept the delivery."

"Okay." The delivery guy simply shoved the bouquet to Allen, who instinctively hugged it. "Please sign here."

"Uh..." Confused, Allen mindlessly signed the paper, and the delivery guy didn’t waste a second before leaving.

Watching him go, Allen’s brows knitted even more. He gazed down at the bouquet with confusion.

"Did he order this?" he wondered to himself. "But who’s he going to give this to?"

Allen mulled over it, but even after racking his brain for any love interest, he couldn’t remember anyone. Atlas was... well, he was Atlas. And with that kind of character, Allen was already feeling sad about his boss’s future.

"I guess I’ll just have to ask him," he told himself. "Maybe it’s for his mother or Miss Penny or Miss Nina."

Although Mother’s Day was over, and there was no reason for him to send Penny flowers, Nina was a strong possibility. After all, Nina’s wedding was being finalized, and she would get married soon. So, it could be a congratulatory gift... who knows?

As Allen marched toward Atlas’s office, some of his colleagues perked up.

"Sir Allen, whose flowers are those for?" one of the female employees asked curiously.

Her question earned more looks from the others.

"Are you pursuing someone?"

"Sir Allen, you’re single!?"

as

not for me," he said.

Allen. They followed their boss’s figure with their gaze,

for Sir Atlas?" one of the female employees froze, wide-eyed.

it? Or did he order it to give to

he—" one of them bit her tongue as she earned everyone’s look. She

not long ago, rumors of Atlas and Zoren being romantically involved had been circulating in the company. But then, somehow, this narrative became

just a

dared speak a word, knowing that if it reached Atlas, they’d be

flower?" the employees asked each other

they had to keep a close eye on where that bouquet

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Atlas’s office, he didn’t think much about it. He returned to his work to finish some of his tasks, but when he caught Atlas returning, he quickly abandoned his own office and rushed to

paused just as he twisted the knob of his office, turning his head. There,

in sick now?"

Sir, it’s not that," Allen nervously responded, gulping as Atlas resumed

office, his eyes caught the bouquet he had ordered, placed on the coffee table. He approached it

side. He narrowed his

he smiling?’ he asked himself. ’I see him

whispered, nodding in satisfaction as

his attention. "Sir? Those flowers... who... are you going to

tenderly at him, smirking. He didn’t answer, but that very small yet diabolical smirk told Allen so many diabolical things. After all, Allen had worked for Atlas

fear him

his wristwatch before

that, he took the bouquet with him and walked out. Allen, whom he had just walked past,

boss. "Sir, where are you

But Atlas didn’t answer.

flowers. The moment Atlas was out of the department, they all took out their phones and quickly sent messages to their group