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

271 Ahem, uh, uh, uh

[BENNET MANSION]

Penny pulled up to the garage and stepped out with a phone in her hand.

"Yes, Yugi," she said as she exited the driver's seat. "I approved Zoren Pierson's request, and I'll send you the details of his situation once I check the file - ah!"

Penny jumped in surprise when she saw a figure standing several steps behind her. Her heart raced as she studied the guy wrapped in a blanket and using it as a cloak. a

"Penny? What's going on?" Yugi's voice came through the phone. "Are you being robbed?"

She hissed and sighed. "Slater, what in the world?"

"Penny, I've been waiting for you all day!" Slater threw a tantrum. "It's my day off, but you just left so early! How could you!"

"Yugi, I'll call you back," she said, and without waiting for his response, she hung up. "Third Brother, I'm sorry, okay? I had to do something. And what do you mean by "how could I?' I mean, how could you not grow up??" 1

Slater frowned dejectedly. "Penny, you left early just so you could say this to me when you came home, didn't you?"

"Of course not!" she gasped. "I would never do that! You can check the building and see what I did today!"

"I'll check it"

Her face froze, but she managed a smile. "Ehh, come on," she laughed as she approached him. "I'm going to watch all your movies tonight, and we'll have a sleepover. Isn't that the plan, anyway? Instead of criticizing me for something important, let's just go inside and do what we planned!"

Slater grumbled, his eyes telling her he didn't believe any of the things she said. Even so...

"Fine," he conceded, despite the urge to call her out. Keeping himself snug within the blanket, he followed Penny into the house. "Even if I get angry, I can't turn back time. You're lucky I don't ruin my mood on my day off"

Penny secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She had promised Slater to spend the day with him on his day off, but unfortunately, more important and concerning matters had come up.

As they walked toward the entrance of the house, Penny felt the phone in her hand vibrate. She instinctively checked it, her brows furrowing when she saw an unknown number. [From: Unknown]

Good evening, Miss Penelope. This is my number.]

Penny's steps halted as she scrolled to make sure she wasn't missing anything. The message was

C

uh, uh

to reveal who

DING!

[From: Unknown]

Zoren Pierson.]

DING!

[From: Unknown]

Is

are you texting?" Slater furrowed his brows and craned his neck to take a peek. But Penny quickly tilted

why are you trying to peek at my private

don't mind showing you

could just snoop through her private message? Penny looked at

Brother, is this the life you got used to after stardom?" she guessed, only to see him shrug slightly.

would've lived here," Slater sighed,

herself and hadn't liked it. Although her past popularity was unintentionally compared with Slater's, the lack of privacy was something she would never trade for anything - privacy and peace. "Aww, poor you. Penny walked to his side and draped an arm around him. "Let's go watch

Slater's eyes widened slightly, and they

off replying to Zoren until later, just to make it up to Slater. After all, if Zoren had

midnight hit, Slater had already nodded off. As promised, Penny had a movie marathon with Slater, Allison, and Charles. Hugo

Allison and Charles retired to bed and Slater cozily fell asleep on the couch, Penny went back to her room to do some work. She had

that man not only looked sickly,

me the file of the accident, she muttered,

as soon as

the keyboard to check the other

sound light. Not that he didn't look serious about it, but he seemed

I can only imagine what a real major accident looks like for him," she murmured, her face darkening at the evidence before

CEO of Pierson Corporation reached out to Prime Group. An influential family with generations of wealth could hire other firms of the same caliber as Prime Group, which would give them a quick answer instead of

information Zoren had promised to

skimmed through the recent ones, not bothering with the rest. "He's surely

outside when the heavens poured out

"I forgot to reply." She saved his number first

DING!