Pampered By My Three Brothers: The Return Of The Neglected Heiress - Chapter 681

Chapter 681: Naylani
[SKYLINE PLAZA: THE OLD PIERSON RESIDENCE]

Old Mrs. Pierson sat alone in the seat of her study, enveloped in silence. She kept her gaze fixed on the spot where Zoren had previously sat. Normally, she would have gone to bed once Zoren left, but she chose to remain here, pondering Zoren’s inquiry.

“An illegitimate child that isn’t in the family registry,” she whispered, her wrinkled eyes narrowing at the thought. “That is impossible.”

Everyone who married into the Pierson family, even males marrying female descendants of the Piersons, had to take the Pierson family name. This was the reason the family had grown so large. Despite that, Old Mrs. Pierson had kept a close eye on everyone marrying into the family.

Old Mrs. Pierson had thought about this since Zoren mentioned it, but now she found herself at a dead end. She simply had no explanation for it whatsoever.

“Jonathan Pierson,” she murmured, recalling the name Zoren mentioned. “Jonathan Pierson… Jo… Nathan…”

She trailed off as she slowly turned her head toward the bookshelves in the corner. “Impossible,” she whispered, pushing herself up. Taking her cane with her, she took small steps toward the bookshelf.

Standing in front of it, Old Mrs. Pierson glossed her eyes over the books before pulling one out. She carefully opened it to a specific page, expecting to find something hidden inside. However, as soon as she opened it, she found nothing.

“Hmm?” Her brows furrowed as she flipped through the pages, thinking she might have hidden it among them. However, it wasn’t there.

“Where did it go?” she wondered, looking at the rest of the books.

—

“Old Madam.” Butler Hubert knocked on the door before reaching for the doorknob. When he opened the door to assist Old Mrs. Pierson to her room to take her medicine, he stopped.

Butler Hubert slowly shifted his eyes to the corner, his brows furrowing as they fell on the books scattered on the floor. Standing amid them was Old Mrs. Pierson, who was hurriedly checking another book.

“Old Madam?” Butler Hubert panicked, rushing to her side. He didn’t know why the Old Madam was making such a mess, but he immediately thought of the worst. After all, the Old Madam was quite old. Therefore, it wouldn’t be surprising if her condition had worsened, and she was now showing signs of dementia.

“Old Madam!” he called again, only to see Old Mrs. Pierson twist her neck to face him. The moment he saw the aghast look on her face, his heart thudded.

“It’s gone,” Old Mrs. Pierson breathed out, her eyes wide. “Butler Hu, it’s gone.”

“Madam, what is gone?” Butler Hubert asked under his breath.

“Her photo.” Old Mrs. Pierson slowly gazed at the remaining books on the shelves and then at the ones scattered on the floor. “That woman’s photo… it’s gone.”

“Woman?” Butler Hubert’s knitted brows deepened in confusion. “Old Madam, who is this woman?”

Old Mrs. Pierson didn’t respond immediately, as if she were trying to understand how and why it had gone missing. “Naylani.”

As soon as Butler Hubert heard that name, his breath hitched. “The… Young Master’s mother?”

—

[Global Prime Logistics]

Atlas stared at the screen of his computer, a smile creeping onto his face. “She’s amazing,” he whispered, shaking his head.

“Sir?” Allen called, peeking his head through the door. “The car’s ready.”

“I’ll be right there,” said Atlas, reaching for his mouse to close everything before shutting down the computer. Within a minute, he pushed himself up and walked toward the door to go home.

As soon as Atlas stepped out, he glanced at Allen.

“Allen, make sure the car for Yugi will be delivered tomorrow,” he ordered. Allen nodded in understanding.

With that, the two of them walked away, calling it a day as usual. They didn’t stop for anyone, with Atlas telling Allen he should go first, as he planned to drop by somewhere to buy something for Penny.

Thus, Allen barely walked Atlas out of the building and opened the door for his boss. He stood outside, watching the car speed away before jogging back to the parking space to get his own car to go home.

Little did they know, Sven was parked a few blocks from the building, watching Atlas leave and then Allen. The corner of his mouth curled into a sneer, his eyes glinting. When he saw Allen driving away from the building, Sven started his car and made his way toward the building.

Parking in the underground parking space, Sven casually walked to the elevator that would take him straight to the building. However, an old security guard was stationed there.

“Mr. Bennet?” the security guard slowly rose from his seat, looking at Sven with confusion. “What are you doing here?”

Sven smiled amicably. “I’m just going to gather the rest of my staff in my office.”

“Oh…” The guard nodded in understanding. “Then, I’ll have to call—”

“There’s no need for that.” Sven chuckled. “What? Did Atlas ban me from entering the company now?”

“No, but—”

“Come on.” Sven sighed. “I came here at this hour because… you know I wouldn’t want to show my face to the people here. But if you’re unsure, then go ahead. Might as well call Atlas. He knows about it. In fact, he’s the one who told me to come here.”

The guard looked at Sven. To be honest, he didn’t have any bad impression of Sven. Sven was a good person and a boss; he had a good reputation until recently. Although he was just a guard, he had heard what happened to Sven and why he was kicked out of the company.

“Okay, sir.” The security guard smiled and nodded. “Do you need help?”

Sven shook his head. “It’s fine. I’ve got it. No need to worry about that.”

Having said that, Sven flashed the kind guard a smile and walked away, heading toward the elevator. As soon as he turned his back, a glint flickered in his eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled into a sinister smirk.