Chapter 967: The person who killed me is one of your brothers.
There were only two types of people who would enter Finn’s ward without knocking: the first was Nina, and the second was someone who had bad intentions for him. Even the nurses would knock before coming in.
Who would have thought there was a third option?
"Penelope," Finn called, smiling the moment he recognized his visitor. "I didn’t expect you to come here so soon."
"You got into an accident right after you met me, asking me to protect Nina," Penny remarked as she walked in, casually sitting down in the chair beside the bed. She took her time, leaning back and resting one leg over the other. "How have you been, Finn Davis?"
"Fine — better, actually. And you?"
"I’m not the one who had an accident and fell into a coma. So, I’m okay."
"Yet."
Penny slowly raised an eyebrow at him. "Yet?" she repeated, then chuckled. "No, never."
"Penelope, I was careful, but look what happened to me."
"Then that means you’re not careful enough, Finn Davis."
Finn pressed his lips together, chuckling with his mouth closed. "You’re right. I might not have been careful enough to avoid falling for such an obvious trick."
"While you were in a coma, do you know how many assassination attempts were made in your life?" she asked, as though it were of little importance. "If you were careful enough, you’d have someone by your side to make sure you don’t die in your sleep."