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

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"Second Master-" Butler Jen halted, looking around the empty living area. "Second Master Hugo? Where did he go? Did he go to bed without drinking some soup?"

Normally, whenever Hugo would come home after having some drinks with his friends, he would want to drink some hot soup. But he was not here. Deep lines appeared between Butler Jen's brows before he heard the door creak open from the outside. "I'm home..." Slater announced lazily, lifting his gaze to Butler Jen. The latter was already holding a tray with a bowl of soup on it. The corner of Slater's lips hooked up, glancing at the steam rising from the bowl.

His heart felt warm, assuming Butler Jen prepared him hot soup the moment he found out he was home. Surely, he was Butler Jen's favorite.

"Butler Jen, you didn't have to prepare me hot soup, he said as he approached Butler Jen. "Though I appreciate it. What else can I do? You always stay up for me, Butler Jen, now I feel bad. Don't worry, I'll start going home early from now on." Slater stopped in front of Butler Jen, smiling appreciatively at him, holding the other end of the tray. "I'm on a diet, but I'll eat for you, Butler Jen"

Butler Jen offered a short smile, letting go of the tray and watching Slater bring it to the coffee table. He didn't say more, knowing the truth might hurt Slater's fragile heart. Moreover, Second Master Hugo suddenly disappeared. I didn't think he was that drunk, though." Butler Jen looked back at the entrance, only to arch a brow when he sensed a gaze from above. Looking up, he furrowed his brows.

There was no one.

'Am I sleepy so I'm seeing things?' he wondered, thinking of the time. 'Well, it's already past my bedtime."

But with Slater eating his soup with a content heart, Butler Jen smiled kindly and slowly sat on the couch across from him.

"Third Master Slater, how was your day?" asked Butler Jen, wanting to indulge Slater since the latter was a very hardworking man.

Slater glanced up at Butler Jen, and his face brightened up. "Not good, Butler Jen! A lot of things happened today starting with the first endorsement photoshoot! The photographer's assistant messed things up, and..."

With Butler Jen asking about his day, Slater didn't waste a second detailing every second that happened throughout his day. Butler Jen kept his lips pressed, realizing why the other young masters and Penny never asked Slater about his day. If anything, they avoided that question, especially Atlas,

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you know my love for you will

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