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

Chapter 472: I won't block you anymore!

Penny knew she was in for a hell of a ride... and she was right.

When they arrived at the studio for Slater's photoshoot, Penny had to carry multiple bags for her third brother. While Slater walked in with style, Penny was buried under all his stuff. Just when she thought she could rest after putting everything down, she was wrong.

During Slater's makeup session, Penny had to run around, assisting with tasks that weren't even her job. Some studio staff would ask her for favors, and while she could've easily declined, doing so would reflect poorly on Slater's image.

So, while her prince of a third brother was getting all dolled up, Penny was slaving away.

Even when they were taking his photos, she had to stay alert and on her toes.

After that...

They headed straight to another studio - this time, a music studio. Slater had a rehearsal. Penny had always assumed music rehearsals took up an entire day, but she was wrong. Slater had to do a short recording session, which he used as a vocal warm-up for a mall show he was scheduled to perform at later. He was apparently a guest.

That was the last time Penny remembered having any sort of break. After that brief recording, which lasted only an hour and a half, they went to another video shoot, then another photoshoot, and finally, a quick music cover shoot.

It was hell.

Penny could barely keep track of how many places they had been to, and it wasn't even afternoon yet!

Seated in the van on their way to the mall, Penny's face was blank. Her eyes were vacant. She couldn't even look at the food in front of her, still trying to process everything that had just happened.

watching as she slowly turned her deadened face toward him. He flinched when he saw how gaunt she looked. "Penny,

brother, Penny gasped in disbelief. "How can you still look handsome after all that?!" she accused,

was still... beaming! She could even

I'm glad you've finally realized how blessed you are

can't blame you for only realizing this now," he shrugged nonchalantly. "But this is why I'm so

Penny shook her head. Running errands wasn't the problem. She was used to that from managing her company. What exhausted her

Brother, do you do this every day?" she asked, sighing in relief when she saw him shake

times a week," he

same as

she asked, holding her

can he work my brother to the

smiled in satisfaction. "Penny, you should eat. I

she

He tilted his head slightly. "I always feed

it worse than me. So, eat!

because she was still processing the

celebrity van, it almost felt like a small luxury home. Aside from the wide, comfortable seats that could recline into

had plenty of space with its own bathroom, dressing room, a small kitchen, and a mini-fridge. Penny knew customized vans like this existed,

Slater, she saw him talking on the phone. She didn't need to guess who it was likely the driver or one of Slater's security guards. He was asking if they had

he's busy; he always comes home late. Sometimes, he leaves early and still comes home late,' she thought, her eyes inevitably falling on the tablet beside her. Instead of eating, Penny felt compelled to