Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

138 You're not fat, you're hot!

You don't interest me.

Creepy guy.

Uncle.

Those were the only examples that hurt Ray the most. Growing up, most people around him doted on him. Even though the students in the star section wouldn't mind dissing him, they still respected his intellectual perspective on school and even in business. All the star students were actively involved in their family businesses, after all.

So, getting some real, harsh talk with a thirteen-year-old was heart-wrenching. Ray frowned deeply and gazed at Penny.

Despite saying all those things, she kept an upright pose and an honest expression.

"Sorry if that's what it made you feel," he said with a deep sigh. "I mean it."

"You should mean it. Penny nodded. "I hope you stop this madness from now on. I don't want to deal with this again. Especially, I don't want my brothers worrying about me." Her brothers worries just made her more worried, after all.

Ray rocked his head. "I don't want to be creepy, alright?" he grumbled and somehow, her lips curled up very subtly and briefly. "You're not angry at me anymore?" How could her anger subside so quickly?

"I'm not angry at you. I was irritated, she corrected. "But if you don't stop, then you'll see what you're looking for."

Ray gulped at the brief stress of her warning. Penny, on the other hand, didn't dwell on it and placed her bag on her lap. She took out one snack to recharge. Watching her eat, Ray leaned back and rested his hands on either side of him. "You're right. I don't like you."

"Hmm?" she hummed while chewing.

Ray studied her expression first and almost laughed at himself. Why did he expect that she would show disappointment if he said that?

"I mean, not in that kind of sense," he continued. "My reason is petty, but I thought if I distracted you for a bit, you wouldn't get a seat in the star section."

Her round eyes blinked ever so slowly. "Huh?"

recommended to enter the star section, he remarked languidly. "You don't have to hide it. My grandfather mentioned it in passing and I got curious.

records I

reason he was

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not fat,

reason or that her size bothered him somehow. Who knew?

snack. She added, before taking another bite. "You can have the star section all for yourselves. I'm not interested." Ray arched a brow.

answer took quite some time because she

that she said after a

no interest

not entering the star section," she reassured

a part of the star section isn't really your choice." Ray laughed helplessly. "Your grades and academic performance will decide on that. Unless, of course, you deliberately make your grades

paused at the thought and squinted. "Don't tell

wait for her to finish chewing before getting the clarification. "I

"Ah?"

and this time, Ray pinched the bridge of his nose. "Penny, have you heard of the rich

"Hmm?"

person's habit when talking, said Ray along with a deep sigh. "Normally, men or people on the top ladder talk slowly to properly articulate their thoughts. No one hurries them because, well, they're the richest and most

didn't speak, but instead guided the last bite

the same time, it shows that no one can hurry them," he clarified. "This conversation is the same. It's annoying, but at the same time, I

the packaging with a smile, only to take out another one from her bag. Ray opened and closed his mouth. He said he would wait for her to finish because he thought she was finished! "I have five of

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not fat, you're

out, watching her happily unwrap the snack. "You're really happy,

grumbled a little. Just watching her made him want to eat something as well. How she ate her snack made it look very tasty he wanted

the other hand, her anger doesn't last long,' he thought. "That's a little