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

Chapter 528: Stay out of her life, and I'll stay out of hers.

Dean's expression slowly turned blank at the brief look he caught in Slater's eyes. The last remarks Slater had spewed-those taunting words spoken with such innocence were something Dean quickly picked up on.

Slater was mocking him. He was taunting him.

"Hehe. Of course, they're nice!" Old Mrs. Pierson chuckled as she glanced at Slater, who quickly beamed at her.

"Thanks, Grandma! Time to dig in!" Slater declared happily, showing no trace of the look he'd given Dean moments ago.

All Dean could do was laugh to himself. 'I guess the third brother isn't as foolish as she describes him,' he thought, lifting his sharp eyes to Slater again. 'He actually knows how to taunt people.'

It was very unlike the image Slater had in public.

Even as someone with a position in the Pierson Corporation, Dean knew about Slater. Penny rarely talked about her family to him or anyone else; she would mention them in passing but never delve deeply. Regardless, Slater was probably the only Bennet who was easily recognizable to everyone.

With Slater's career, one would know "almost" everything about him.

Slater was the Nation's Prince-the Nation's Singing Angel. He was the Nation's Everything. Although he started as an artist—a singer-his popularity skyrocketed due to his looks and talent. He quickly earned countless offers from all sorts of brands. At one point, one of the Pierson Corporation's subsidiaries even wanted him to be the face of their project.

showed just how in demand this guy was. He wasn't just known for his popularity but also for his charitable causes. His good and goofy character was one of the reasons his fans adored him. In other words, Slater had a

would ever think he

inquired, chuckling when Slater grinned and

so good..." Slater muttered, his mouth full. "It's so good, Grandma."

mind me." Old Mrs. Pierson was pleased by his appreciation. But when she shifted her gaze to the person across from her, she let out

stay here just to show me that even my grandmother is good to him and not to me?' Dean wondered, almost finding this amusing. However, he didn't dwell on it and

come here for?" After fifteen minutes of silence—or rather, fifteen minutes of Old Mrs. Pierson making sure Slater was well-fed-she finally turned her attention to Dean. "If this is about the board meeting, I'm not coming. And I'm not giving you

didn't come here for that. I simply came because

raised her chin proudly. "Were you not pleased to see

well," Dean smiled. "Unlike my other uncles, I still regard you with the utmost respect. I know you don't believe it, but I'm glad that Mr. Slater Bennet is here to

brief look. "Hehe. Of course, I keep Grandma entertained because she's the best! I want

you!" Old Mrs. Pierson chuckled, patting Slater's back

have common ground." Dean nodded. "I also want Grandma to live for another hundred

Dean smiled back, but she wasn't so naive as to miss his

her exercise. Otherwise, she could already imagine her blood pressure shooting through the roof. She knew that if Slater hadn't been there, Dean would've likely spewed a bunch

Family might curry favor with her and try to coax her, but she knew that, given the chance, they would rather see her gone to remove Zoren's biggest support. As long as Old Mrs. Pierson was alive, Zoren

didn't reach her eyes. "I, too, want to live that long and witness how everything changes...