Chapter 275: Two heads are better than one
Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress
[To: Miss Penelope]
I told my grandmother I was married to lessen her worries. Now, everyone knows I am married.]
Benjamin held his breath, darting his nervous eyes between Zoren and the phone on the desk. He stood on the side, hugging the document he was reading for Zoren to sign.
They waited for Penny to respond.
âI bet she wonât,â Benjamin thought, his eyes brimming with pity for his boss. âWhy did he have to tell the chairwoman about his marriage?!â
However, there were some upsides to this, because rumors of Zoren getting better were attributed to his wifeâs care. The frequent visits to the hospital and checkups were supposed to ensure he continued to recover.
Benjamin didnât know how the rumor started, but he was certain the chairwomanâs side had everything to do with it.
âBut there are also downsides.â Benjamin sighed, weeping internally. âBecause everyone was shocked about my bossâs marriage, everyone wants to meet her.â
Of course, that desire to meet Penny wasnât entirely pure.
Zoren had been refusing these requests, using the excuse that he didnât want to expose his wife to family affairs. If that didnât work, heâd claim his wife valued privacy even more than he did.
âHowever, that excuse wonât last long... against the chairwoman,â Benjamin teared up, feeling sorry for both his boss and the chairwoman. âBut itâs too late to come clean now.â
"Ben," Zorenâs voice snapped Benjamin out of his inner turmoil. "Find me a wife."
Benjaminâs face soured. "Sir, finding you an actor to play as your wife ... isnât that hard. However, finding someone who looks like Miss Penelope is hard. Your grandmother checked the marriage license, and even with her old age, sheâs good at recognizing faces. Not to mention, Butler Hubert also saw it as well."
âWhy did you have to prove it to them by showing your marriage license!?â That was what Benjamin wanted to shout, but his boss was already too pitiful for him to scold.
"She doesnât have a twin, does she?" Zoren asked, making Benjamin briefly weep.
âMy boss is very desperate now!â
Zoren let out a shallow breath and leaned back, knowing Penny wouldnât respond to him anymore. "Then thereâs only one thing I can do."
"One thing you can do...?" Benjaminâs eyes lit up with hope. "Sir, what is it? Whatever it is, Iâll do it perfectly so we can get out of this!"
Zoren blinked ever so slowly before casually saying, "Iâll wait for Grandma to die," or maybe he would go first.
"..."
Benjaminâs heart sank as his expression died completely. If someone had heard his inner thoughts, he hoped they would tell him he heard it wrong. Please.
[Incoming message from Miss Penelope.]
[You did what?]
Silence hung in the air after the robotic voice read the message aloud. Both Zoren and Benjamin stared at the phone.
"Ben," Zoren called calmly. "What do you think that question means?"
"Huh?"
"Is it a question of disbelief? Or a question of ânow, youâre dead?â"
Benjamin covered his lips and closed his eyes, crying quietly for his boss. After confirming Penny was the CEO of Prime Group, Benjamin had been less slightly suspicious of her. Moreover, Penny wanted to discuss this surprise marriage, and he was aware the discussion would likely be about divorce.
Benjamin was determined to protect Zorenâs property, but he knew Penny would probably want to protect hers. After all, she may not be as rich as the Pierson familyâs cumulative wealth, but she had a wide network of connections.
"I guess itâs the latter." Zoren nodded in understanding. His assistantâs lack of response was already a clear reply. "Reply to Miss Penelope: Iâm sorry. Iâll fix it. Send."
SENT!
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[Bennet Mansion]
DING!
[From: Mr. Pierson]
Iâm sorry. Iâll fix it.]
Penny scoffed as she read his reply. "Thatâs it? Hah!" She pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling a slight headache.
If only she had known, she wouldnât have asked him.
"I want to keep this under wraps and end it as soon as possible. The last thing I want is for everyone in the Pierson family to know Iâm a part of it! But there he was, broadcasting it!" She clenched her teeth, torn between rushing to Zorenâs office to start his own funeral or apologizing to the heavens for harboring such an ominous thought.
Initially, Penny was hopeful that once she convinced Zoren Pierson to check the Civil Bureau, things would run smoothly. All she needed from him was a divorce, after all. She didnât need a penny from him, and she was certain Zoren Pierson wouldnât want a cent from her either.
But what was this?!
"Oh, my god..." Penny peeked at her phone again and read their previous messages.
I told my grandmother I was married to lessen her worries.
Her expression softened as she read that message for the fourth time. "His files said he only had his grandmother growing up, and he even requested more bodyguards for her than for himself."
It was also the reason Zoren, despite being a grandson, was registered under his grandmotherâs family name, making him Deanâs uncle and Zorenâs uncleâs brother.
"If I remember correctly, the chairwoman of Pierson Corporation is already old. With everything thatâs happening within the family, Iâm sure sheâs aware of the dangers lurking around her grandson," she whispered, picking up the phone. "Iâd probably do the same if I were in his situation."
Being selfish was what Penny excelled at in this lifetime. Therefore, she knew she didnât need to even try to understand Zoren and just think of herself. However, for some reason, Penny didnât know why she was extending her patience and understanding to someone she barely knew.
Was it because... he reminded her of that poor kid from the past?
That first friend she cherished and prayed for, so the world would be kind to him?
Penny shook her head and held her phone in her hands, sending Zoren another message.
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[Pierson Corporation: CEOâs Office]
[Message incoming from Miss Penelope]
Benjamin stopped reading the document for Zoren when they heard the robotic voice from the phone again.
"Mr. Pierson, sometimes two heads are better than one. Should we meet today so we can talk about this problem and perhaps resolve it as fast as we can? It would be better that way instead of exchanging messages. After all, this matter is now also my problem.
What do you think?"