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

PAMPERED CHAPTER 231

231 A mad, mad world

WELCOME TO VOLUME 2

PROLOGUE

Fog formed in front of Penny's gaping mouth, breathing heavily, which resonated in the empty and wide space. Her vision was blurry, feeling the dust on the concrete floor.

"Hah..." The side of her head throbbed, wincing, but forcing herself to stay conscious. "Uncle... Haines..."

Slowly, she lifted her head, blood trickling down the side of her head. Every part of her body ached everything hurt, even her breathing was restrained because she felt like something was stabbing her lungs every time she breathed.

"Uncle..." she called quietly.

There, lying on the floor not far away from her was the unconscious Haines. Her eyes gleamed with bitterness, clenching her teeth.

"Uncle," she called, crawling toward him and leaving a trail of blood on the floor. When she reached the unconscious Haines, Penny pressed her lips and checked his face. "Uncle"

Tears brimmed in her eyes, seeing the beaten state of her beloved uncle. The memories of what Haines went through before it all came to this surged in her mind like a flood. Her heart was filled with bitterness. Although Penny was injured herself, thanks to Haines, she was still awake. He protected her from these... rouges. 2

Penny clasped Haines and turned her head.

Around them were several men towering over her. Despite the dimness of the place they were in, she could see their bloodshot and unsympathetic eyes gleaming down at her. Before these men, whom she didn't know, Penny looked like a wounded kitten.

Her grip on the unconscious Haines tightened, grinding her teeth in anger. When she saw one of them take a step toward her, she spread her arms to protect Haines behind her.

gritted teeth. "Touch him again...

Dry laughter resonated in the place as

to the ridiculing

she chose to not let her anger and resentment consume her. She had been angry all her life in her previous life. When she was in prison, she had to be a hundred times angrier to survive, only to die

it anger to co

she

Tonight was different.

her voice shook as her

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A mad,

a child's mindless spewing. Hence, one man still took a step, only to stop at Penny's next words. "Go and laugh... but take another step, and I swear I'll kill you," she warned, rising to her feet despite the injuries she had inflicted on their hands. Her eyes blazed in anger, forgetting to blink

them all until they start wondering what omen had stuck them,"

men squinted as they intuitively took a step

girl before them was quite small for a fifteen-year-old. Compared to them, she should look like a wounded kitten, mourning for her defeated guardian. But after hearing all the vile things that flew out of her mouth, their instincts told them to take

only a little girl, yet... her words carried heaviness and meaning. Even her eyes shone more viciously than most criminals they had seen. This didn't look like the eyes of a fifteen-year-old,

glanced at his comrades. "She's just a

on Penny again, they took a step forward. They stopped again when Penny limped a step. Blood dripped from her clothes and even half of

madness.

she were ready to fight death, Penny looked

was.

fist, lips

lifetime, then she would fight until the end. Just like how she fought till her execution date, Penny wouldn't give up

get him!" one man shouted in irritation. "Get the girl or maybe

for her to bite the hand that was sprawling toward her. Taking advantage