Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1843

Chapter 1843: For you, my love.

[Pierson Corporation]

"Mr. Atlas Bennet?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

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!?"

Allen laughed awkwardly as he waved dismissively.

"It’s not for me," he said. "And please, keep quiet."

Everyone in the department looked at each other, then set their eyes on Allen. They followed their boss’s figure with their gaze, watching him enter Atlas’s office.

"That’s... that’s for Sir Atlas?" one of the female employees froze, wide-eyed. "Seriously?"

"Did he receive it? Or did he order it to give to someone?"

"But isn’t he—" one of them bit her tongue as she earned everyone’s look. She didn’t dare continue what everyone already knew: Atlas’s preferences.

After all, not long ago, rumors of Atlas and Zoren being romantically involved had been circulating in the company. But then, somehow, this narrative became a love triangle because apparently, Dean Pierson was interested in Atlas.

The most interesting part of all? Zoren’s wife was just a cover story to hide the fact that he was into... men.

No one dared speak a word, knowing that if it reached Atlas, they’d be dead. But the way they looked at each other, they already knew one thing.

"Did you get a good look at the flower?" the employees asked each other in hushed whispers.

Why? Because they had to keep a close eye on where that bouquet would go.

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When Allen placed the bouquet in Atlas’s office, he didn’t think much about it. He returned to his work to finish some of his tasks, but when he caught Atlas returning, he quickly abandoned his own office and rushed to his boss.

Atlas paused just as he twisted the knob of his office, turning his head. There, standing nervously beside him, was Allen.

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