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

Chapter 1843

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 he waved

not for me," he said. "And

Allen. They followed their boss’s figure

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

receive it? Or did he order it

she earned

had been circulating in the company. But then,

was just a cover story to

a word, knowing that if it reached Atlas, they’d be dead. But the way they looked at

look at the flower?" the

Because they had to keep a close eye on

---

to his work to finish

just as he twisted the knob of his office, turning his head. There, standing nervously beside

in sick now?" Atlas asked

Allen nervously

office, his eyes caught the bouquet he had ordered, placed on the coffee table. He approached it quietly, picking it up. The corners of his

walked to the side. He narrowed his

himself. ’I see

perfect," Atlas whispered, nodding in satisfaction as he stared at

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

but that very small yet diabolical smirk told Allen so many diabolical things. After all, Allen

fear him if he

before he

walked out. Allen, whom he

his boss. "Sir, where

But Atlas didn’t answer.

walking out of his office with the flowers. The moment Atlas was out of the department, they all took out their phones and quickly sent messages to their group chats from

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