BOOKSDRAMA Chapter 1747
Chapter 1747: Final hours of Zoren
[Final Hours of Zoren]
After the long battle to clear Penelope Bennet's name, making those who made her suffer face their own demise, tearing apart the entire Pierson family, and becoming the new head of the Zorken family, Zoren had one last destination.
He stood in front of a gravestone. The words engraved on it read:
In Loving Memory of Penelope Pierson...
Zoren quietly squatted down and placed a bouquet before it. His dark eyes had grown even darker, and his face was pale. As he stared at the gravestone, he barely showed any emotion.
After all, this was the grave of a stranger-who was also his wife.
"Penelope," he whispered, rising to his feet, eyes never leaving the stone. "I fulfilled my promise."
The entire world now knew she had been executed unjustly. That she was the true victim. And Zoren made sure the truth reached even those far beyond Anteca, by exposing more powerful individuals involved in the conspiracy.
Now, because of that, people were rallying-crying in front of the president's office, demanding change.
A Penelope Movement had formed... in memory of an innocent woman wrongly executed.
Now, the whole world knew.
And now, the only thing the world could do was ask for her forgiveness.
An exhausted breath escaped Zoren, eyes still fixed on her name. "Would this... make you feel at least a little relieved?"
If heaven existed, was she smiling now? Sighing in peace? Perhaps saying, "I told you so."
He had no idea what kind of reaction she would give. He didn't really know her. Which made it all the more insane—everything he had done was for someone he barely knew.
Someone he didn't know... and yet, someone he wished he had.
Zoren quietly reached for the bottle of alcohol he'd brought along with the flowers. He opened it and carefully poured it over the gravestone.
"I heard you didn't drink, but you should," he murmured. "There's something to celebrate, after all."
Some of the alcohol splashed on his coat, but it didn't matter anymore. A droplet of rain hit his shoulder. Then another. And soon, the drizzle became steady.
Once the bottle was emptied, he held it to his chest and sighed again.
"This is my last visit," he said softly, though he didn't need to say it aloud.
Zoren was dying.
He had known for a long time-poisoned all his life by his mother. And with that poison in his body, no medical intervention could save him. Still, he kept it a secret from everyone, especially his new allies.
A shallow smile formed on his lips, which was quickly erased by the wind.
He wanted to say, "Maybe we'll meet very soon," but he knew they wouldn't.
Where she was... and where he was going... were two different places. And he wouldn't delude himself into thinking he deserved to go where she had gone.
Zoren stared at her grave, knowing this was the final time.
Then, a figure approached him from the side.
"Sir," came Mark's quiet voice as he leaned in to whisper.
Zoren raised a brow and met Mark's eyes.
"Let him through," he said calmly. "And move back. Far away."
"Sir-"
"It's alright," Zoren cut him off with a nod. "Do what I say."
Reluctance filled Mark's expression. The man heading their way was someone with a grudge against Zoren. Leaving him alone with such a person didn't sit
right.
Even so, Mark bowed slightly, then gestured to the guards to grant the person entry and fall back. One by one, the suited men scattered around the cemetery pulled away.
They still watched the area, alert for any threat.
Zoren remained where he was, unmoving, gaze never leaving the grave. After a few moments, he noticed the figure finally stop beside him, close, but not too
close.
The newcomer didn't speak at first. He simply stood in silence, staring at the man in front of Penny's grave.
Zoren didn't look at him. Didn't pretend he hadn't noticed him. He just kept his eyes on the grave.
"You... have no right to be here," the man said at last, voice low and exhausted.
Zoren didn't respond right away. The intensity with which he stared at the gravestone might've made one wonder what he was seeing.
But when he did speak, his voice was cold-detached.
"Did you come because you heard I'd be here?"
Slowly, Zoren turned his head to the man. Despite the rain and thickening fog, he recognized him immediately.
"Haines Bennet," he said icily, locking eyes with the middle-aged man filled with hatred.
Haines's beard was grown and unkempt, streaks of white untouched. He had been abroad when the Bennet family was destroyed. Retired from Global Prime and was busy with his own ventures. By the time news reached him, it was
already too late.
Penny was already incarcerated.
Global Prime had gone bankrupt.
The Bennet family had fallen.
While Haines tried to salvage what was left, Atlas had already vanished into an
investigation of his own.
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Zoren had met this man once, back
when Atlas had gotten into an m had gone
accident and Slater
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"I've been sleeping around this area," Haines scoffed, his eyes hollow The eyes of a man who had lost
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Zoren didn't flinch. He merely studied the face of a man too broken to break.
And amidst the silence, the rain came down harder.
"You... it's all your fault..." Haines choked, unbothered by the downpour. "If not for
you... Atlas... Slater... everyone..."
He clenched his jaw and pulled out a pistol, pointing it at Zoren. His hands
trembled, but Zoren didn't even blink.
"Zoren Pierson," Haines hiccuped, tears now hidden by the rain. "...thank you for
believing in her."
Zoren's eyes softened. A subtle, peaceful smile touched his lips.
BANG.
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Zoren's body hit the ground with a dull thud, right in front of Penny's grave.
His vision blurred.
And in that final blur, he saw Haines's body fall too, riddled with bullets.
Thank you... for ending my suffering, Haines.
With the last of his strength, Zoren turned to face her gravestone and reached for
it with a bloodied hand.
In our next life... I would love to meet you, Penelope.