Chapter 303: Take her home

The first time Penny laid eyes on Zoren Pierson — without knowing he was Renren — she knew he was dangerous. He was trouble. It was her instinct’s first scream at her... and her instincts had never failed her, not even once.

Tonight, she proved that once again.

"What do you think, my dear?" Old Mrs. Pierson’s voice snapped Penny back from her trance. "Hmm?"

Penny blinked, a brief smile on her face. "What, Grandma?"

"She’s asking if you would stay over," Zoren casually repeated. "And I said no."

"Ah." She nodded and turned to Old Mrs. Pierson. "Grandma, as much as I want to, I still have a lot of appointments tomorrow. Like I said, I’m branching out here, and I’m currently setting up my office so I can be with my husband."

Old Mrs. Pierson sighed and glared at Butler Hubert. The butler’s breath hitched before he quickly found a way to salvage the situation.

"Old Madam," Butler Hubert leaned closer to the Old Madam’s side, "I think we should let them go for now. So, when you ask them next time, they won’t be able to refuse. Moreover, I’m sure their private time together earlier wasn’t enough."

"You’re right." Old Mrs. Pierson nodded, and at this point, Penny and Zoren couldn’t help but see Butler Hubert as the incarnate version of the devil on the old madam’s shoulder.

"Alright!" Old Mrs. Pierson smiled in satisfaction, though tinged with reluctance. She turned to Penny and reached out. Penny automatically responded, gently holding the old madam’s hand.

"My dearest, please visit your grandma when you have the time, alright?" Old Mrs. Pierson remarked, her eyes soft and her hold warm. "Tell me if someone is giving you a hard time. I’ll put them in their place!"

"Haha. Grandma, it’s alright. No one’s giving me a hard time."

Old Mrs. Pierson shook her head. "I’m saying in the future. I don’t care who it is! So, do not be afraid, my little Penelope. As long as Grandma is behind you, I will protect you." She then glared at Zoren.

"I’ll also protect my wife," he nodded firmly. "Even if you’re capable, don’t be afraid to ask for help."

"That’s right. We’re family now." Old Mrs. Pierson rubbed Penny’s hand gently. "Do you understand, my little child?"

Penny studied the old madam’s face and smiled subtly but genuinely. "Yes, Grandma. I’ll keep that in mind."

"Good, good!" the old madam intoned happily. "So come by here anytime you like, and if your husband is giving you a hard time, just tell me! I’ll kick him out of my will!"

"Haha. Zoren is not giving me a hard time, Grandma. He is a good and capable man."

"Hmp!" Old Mrs. Pierson wasn’t convinced. If her grandson was so capable, why were there still no little Zorens and Pennys?

"Grandma, I’ll visit you again." Penny squeezed the old madam’s hand gently. "Even if I’m busy this week, I’ll make time."

"Oh, my good girl." Old Mrs. Pierson ruffled her hair affectionately. "The heavens surely loved me for giving you to me!"

Surely, her grandson had married a good-natured woman. This alone deeply pleased the old madam, thinking that her grandson was finally blessed by the heavens.

After a long farewell, Butler Hubert assisted the old madam to her room, while Penny and Zoren showed themselves out. It was already late at night, so they didn’t want to bother the old madam to see them off.

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With Zoren’s insistence, Penny ended up riding with him, while another car followed with hers. Seated in the backseat, Penny kept her eyes on the window.

’Today was a little too eventful,’ she thought, recalling her day from morning until now. ’I’m actually exhausted. It’s been a while since I felt like I’d fall asleep right away.’

Her eyelids felt heavier with every blink, but she forced herself to stay awake. Penny had only agreed to ride with Zoren on the condition that he would drop her off once they were away from Skyline Plaza, so she could drive herself home. After all, Old Mrs. Pierson knew she was supposed to go home to Zoren’s place.

’So tired...’ Penny leaned back comfortably, crossing her arms, eyes still on the window. Maybe a nap will help. I can’t drive if I’m this sleepy.

As the thought crossed her mind, Penny quietly yawned. She tilted her head slightly to the side, blinking wearily, weighing her options at the moment. But even as she tried to think of things to keep her mind active, it was futile.

Meanwhile, Zoren, who was seated on the other side of the backseat, raised his brows. He slowly turned his head, only to see her head tilting further until a faint "thud" was heard.

’Did she fall asleep?’ he wondered, but considering she had been out all day, he stayed quiet.

"Drive slowly and carefully," he instructed the driver quietly. "Miss Penelope fell asleep and hit her head just now."

The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and nodded.

With that, they drove to the location where Penny wanted to be dropped off in silence. When they reached their destination, Zoren turned to her again.

"Miss Penelope, we’re here," Zoren tapped her shoulder gently. "Miss Penelope?"

He nudged her shoulder a little harder this time, but she only swayed. Zoren tilted his head, though he couldn’t quite see how peacefully she was sleeping. Even so, he could tell she was drained.

Zoren quietly straightened his back and leaned back, snapping his gaze to the driver. "Let’s take her to her home."

"But sir... Miss Penelope didn’t tell us where she lives."

"Ah." Zoren nodded in understanding and took out his phone to call Benjamin. When the line connected, he didn’t beat around the bush. "Ben, Miss Penelope fell asleep on our way to her drop-off point. Send me her home address now."

"What?" Benjamin furrowed his brows and opened his mouth, but then he squinted. A mischievous grin then spread on his face. "Sir, Miss Penelope didn’t tell me where she lives!"

"Didn’t you find that out?"

"She’s the CEO of Prime Group — the leading security firm in today’s market. Information about her, especially her family, is highly secured!"

Zoren nodded and glanced at Penny. "Okay," was all he said to his assistant before hanging up, snapping his eyes back to the driver. "Take us home."

"Si – sir?"

"She’s tired. I’ll take her home."