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

Chapter 661: speck of dust

Getting disliked was something Nathaniel was so used to. Even his own parents disliked him to the point of abandoning him at a young age. Growing up, it was the same for the people around him. They disliked him for no reason, bullied him, and took advantage of him.

So would anyone blame Nathaniel if he ended up as someone who didn't care about other people? Would anyone blame him if he lived for himself and only for himself alone?

"That — that's it?" he blurted out in disbelief, almost laughing to himself at her ridiculous reasoning. "You want me dead because you dislike me?"

"If that isn't clear, then it's because I find you an eyesore." Penny shrugged apathetically. "Don't tell me you don't know that already? You scheme against people and then act like a victim. Instead of trying to save yourself, you simply cry and throw tantrums."

Penny slowly leaned forward and arched a brow. "Aren't you ashamed of yourself? It's pathetic."

"..." Nathaniel slowly cast his wide eyes down, balling his hands on the surface of the table. His shoulders tensed, trembling mildly as he let out his frustration with a light scoff. "What do you know?"

"I know enough to see how pathetic you are."

He ground his teeth, glaring at her. "Hah! You're... you're ridiculous!"

"Is that a surprise?"

"Hah!"

"Wait." The corner of Penny's mouth hooked up as she looked at him with amusement. "Don't tell me... you don't know how pathetic you are? Did you actually believe you are worth more than what you think you are?"

hands on the table, rising to his feet. His heart raced, making his breathing heavy.

scoffed. "If so, then thank you for the invitation. I appreciate that you asked the kitchen to make all my

Or are you too afraid to get your hands dirty, resorting to insulting me and my entire existence instead?

rather dig the entire night than sit at this dining table while she criticized him for her own entertainment. At the end of the day, Nathaniel

believe you're

paused and slowly

my hands, Nathaniel," she continued in a knowing tone. "If I want you dead, you're dead. I would kill you myself if I wanted to,

granted?" he laughed. "So, not staying in a place where I am

chuckle escaped her as she shook

"No, thank you."

do not want to sit down, your things are already packed.

"What?"

not interested in you, and I'm tired of watching you ruin our beautiful garden. Why stay here? You were right. This

"....."

to the side. "Or did you find a passion

the richest man in Anteca, and his influence extended internationally. Another mouth to feed would not be a problem. However,

need him

This meant she wanted him for something else. Nathaniel understood the hidden meaning

translation was: "What can a

solemn, his jaw tightening. His fist loosened