Chapter 384: Finish some unfinished business

The irritated look on Benjamin’s face quickly disappeared, replaced by a hint of shock. His eyes slowly widened as he gazed at the two figures in the living area.

There, seated on the couch, was Penny. She was sitting casually, lazily, her legs crossed. Her hair was still a little messy, with her fingers resting through it. On the other couch across from her was Zoren.

Usually, Zoren was ready to go to work by this hour. However, his boss was still in his dress shirt, the first three buttons left open. There were evident creases on his clothes, an unusual sight. Most importantly, his hair was left uncombed, cascading down his knitted brows.

’Did they fight?’ Benjamin wondered, noticing that both of them carried dark expressions, as if they were ready to kill. Zoren especially looked deeply upset. ’Should I go in or not? I feel like if I take another step, I’ll step on a landmine.’

The second the thought crossed his mind, Penny and Zoren turned their heads in his direction. The intensity of Zoren’s gaze made Benjamin’s breath hitch.

’What did I do?’ Benjamin asked himself. ’Did he find out that I was the one who tipped off the Old Madam about that snake?’

The mere thought of Zoren finding out that Benjamin had been sending tips to the Old Madam scared him to death. Benjamin knew that if his boss found out, Zoren would send him to the desert. Knowing all that, he still did it because he wouldn’t let Patricia trick Zoren any longer.

Keeping a secret from his boss was already too much to handle. Watching him get fooled was too much!

"What took you so long, Mr. Vitt?" Penny’s voice cut through the thick air, snapping Benjamin from his inner turmoil. "Where are my clothes? I need to go to work."

"Uh..." Benjamin opened his mouth, holding the paper bag Penny had asked him to bring.

He had received a message from her that morning saying she needed clothes. She told him she had stayed over at Zoren’s place because of an emergency. It was the reason Benjamin, who should’ve been here earlier, had to run the errand for her.

But weren’t they supposed to dislike each other?

"Miss Penelope, do you think this is your house and that you can just boss me around?" Benjamin blurted out before pointing at Penny accusingly. "Hah! Even if you’re a big help to my boss and your name is on the marriage certificate, you’re being unprofessional!"

Zoren’s right brow arched while Penny couldn’t help but smirk.

"Mr. Pierson, your assistant never ceases to amuse me," she said as she pushed herself up, facing Benjamin. "My clothes?"

"Tch!" Benjamin clicked his tongue and grumpily marched closer, handing her the paper bag. "Miss Penny, you—"

Benjamin suddenly stopped when he noticed her face was a little red and she seemed to have a hive on her lips. Deep lines appeared between his brows, tempted to ask what happened to her and whether she was okay. But alas, Zoren would then find out he cared for Penny.

"Here!" he reluctantly handed over the paper bag.

"Thank you," Penny smiled, raising her brows meaningfully as she tipped her head in Zoren’s direction. ’Don’t look at me like that. I know I look like a mess, so look over at your boss! He looks less suspicious!’

Benjamin furrowed his brows and turned to Zoren, only to flinch when Penny suddenly snatched the paper bag from his hand. Turning his attention back to Penny, he saw her running to the stairs in a hurry.

"The second floor?" he blurted out. "But the guest room is—"

"Benjamin."

Benjamin’s attention quickly diverted to Zoren. "Yes, sir? I mean, sir, what is Miss Penny doing here? Weren’t you on a date last night? How come she’s here? What about Miss Miller? Sir, you didn’t go on two dates in one night, did you?"

"I did."

"!!!" Benjamin’s eyes went wide in horror. "Sir, why, now that you are going blind, have you become a player?"

Zoren, as always, ignored his assistant’s remark. He knew it wasn’t Benjamin talking but Benjamin’s twin devil. He glanced at the stairs and smirked before shifting his eyes back to his assistant.

"There was an emergency last night that Miss Penelope had to come here to discuss," he explained, knowing that would keep Benjamin from asking more questions. "But it was late, so I asked her to stay over."

"You could’ve sent her with an escort. Your bodyguards are her people, after all."

"It was pouring heavily."

Benjamin blinked. "Just here?" It wasn’t raining at his place last night. However, Benjamin knew he would just get more confused if he tried to get answers from his boss.

"If that clarifies things, then tell me what time Dean Pierson comes to work," Zoren remarked in the same tone.

"Huh?"

"I want to know."

"Uh..." Benjamin blinked. "Sir, why?"

It was a strange question from his boss. Therefore, Benjamin felt the need to question it.

Zoren shrugged, pushing himself up from the couch. He faced Benjamin, standing tall in his stature. "I’m a little upset, and I need to vent. So, I feel like greeting him today."

"Oh." Benjamin nodded in understanding, furrowing his brows and narrowing his eyes. Just like Penny, Zoren’s color was slightly pinkish. It was as if his boss finally had some blood circulation! He hadn’t noticed earlier, but now that Zoren was facing him squarely, he could see that Zoren’s lips were red.

It wasn’t just a faint color; it was red!

"Sir, your lips — did you..." Benjamin trailed off while Zoren tilted his head a little.

In Zoren’s mind, he wondered if his assistant had figured out the root of his frustration.

Benjamin blinked once more, assessing Zoren from head to toe. "Sir, did you put on some lipstick, mistaking it for lip balm?"

"..." Zoren shook his head, his expression unchanged, now seeing his assistant in a different light—a dimmer light. "I... pity you, Ben."

Having said that, Zoren marched toward the stairs while Benjamin pointed at himself, clueless.

"Why am I being pitied?" Benjamin mumbled, only to catch his boss going up the stairs. "Sir? Where are you going?"

Zoren paused, his hand on the railing. Turning his head in Benjamin’s direction, he said, "To finish some unfinished business." After saying that, he smirked and continued up the stairs.