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

Chapter 721: What kind of brother are you?

"Mom, please, I can explain! Don't kill me!"

"Mom!!! Ah, shit damn it!"

Atlas smacked his lips and raised his eyebrows, pulling his phone away from his ear to check it. "Guess I called a little late," he murmured, thinking his day had been so busy he nearly forgot to tell Yugi about his car.

"Well." Atlas ended the call, giving Yugi and his family a bit of privacy. "I'm sure Aunt Jessa is just exercising some tough love. He'll live."

If only Yugi could hear Atlas's optimism-he might not have thanked him so quickly for delivering his car. Of course, Jessa wouldn't actually kill her son, but anyone who'd experienced her "tough love" knew just how severe that could be.

Atlas shrugged, slipped his phone into a drawer, and fixed his gaze on his computer. Taking a shallow breath, he refocused on the last task of his day.

"Please..." he whispered, reaching for the computer mouse, "... give me something."

He pressed play, reviewing the dashcam footage, hoping it would reveal something useful-maybe even someone who could help uncover the identity of whoever was behind the attempted murder in his territory.

"Gosh..." Yugi grumbled from the couch, hiding next to his father. He lifted his feet slightly when Jessa's eyes locked onto his. "Dad, Mom's gonna kill me."

Lester, Yugi's father, cast his son a sideways look and sighed. "That's what you get for avoiding your family, you know? I'm sorry, son. Even if I wanted to take your side, you've left me no choice."

"But, Dad-"

other and folding her arms across her chest,

car, he finally surrendered, laying down on the road

stepped out, she dragged him by the ear

tone mocking. "Living such

up when he caught the glint in Jessa's eyes.

Mom's talking?" Beside Jessa sat Yugi's twin sister, Yuri. Her straight black hair fell gracefully down her back, full bangs covering her forehead, lending her a gentle look. But

head. "Do you think you're the only one who's busy? How

"But you said "

Yuri retorted. "Mom, look at him. He's not

feel the tension building in his neck, his stress levels rising from how pretentious

her gifts from his travels, yet she ignored him and, in his mind, she even poisoned their mother's opinions of him. Yuri wasn't sending the gifts Yugi

what your daughter's saying!" Yugi exclaimed. "She's

Jessa's indoor slippers came flying directly at him. He almost bit it. Thankfully, he learned enough with his time with

is your sister!" Jessa barked, while Yuri smirked and stuck her tongue out. "Do you really think she's poisoning me? Wow... now I'm even angrier. My son thinks buying us gifts is enough to compensate that he wouldn't even

Lester quickly nudged his son. "Yugi, what are

looked to his father for support. Yet he knew his father wouldn't help him-Lester was always on Jessa's side, more

and raising his hands. "Mom, please forgive me! I was just scared, okay? And Penny has been working me to the bone! I don't

to see if his mom was softening. When she remained unfazed,

wanted to call, but Penny... she's so cruel!" He continued, shifting all blame to Penny. Since she would probably throw him under the bus to avoid Jessa's scolding, it

Jessa clicked her tongue. "If you tried acting, I'm sure you wouldn't make it big. Goodness. You call that crying? You don't just shed one tear from one eye - my god! Go to Julliard for some acting lessons. You have the money to buy all kinds of nonsense; might as well do