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

Chapter 858: The Millers

[Do you want your problems to go away? Then, I have a task for you.]

Patricia stared at the note that came with the reunion ticket. Seated on the sofa in her room, one leg rested over the other, and her arms were folded across her chest. Her eyes were fixed on the ticket and then on the note beside it.

"What does it say again?" she wondered aloud, reaching for the note to read it once more. "Do you want your problems to go away?"

Patricia's face twisted as she flipped the card, where the contact number was written. "Ugh... as if." She rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue.

The last time she fell for this kind of trick, she ended up deceiving the most powerful man in Anteca. And what did that get her? This kind of life. The people who had ordered her to do that despicable thing didn't even help her.

They all simply vanished into thin air.

Patricia tried contacting the person she had been in touch with ever since Zoren found her out. Back then, they had still been answering her. Though she hadn't mentioned that Zoren had caught on, they were giving her instructions. But they stopped contacting her right after the charity event. Patricia spent that night calling, but the calls never went through. That was when she realized even those people had abandoned her, leaving her high and dry.

"They didn't even give me my last pay," she spat in dismay. "No way I'd forgive them."

With that thought in mind, Patricia irritably shoved the reunion ticket and note back into the envelope. She walked toward the small trash bin in the bathroom, smirking spitefully. She didn't dwell on it; she just went on with her life.

rolling around in bed, scrolling through her web feed. While everyone else her age was hustling, making a name

was concerned,

and day out to keep the family afloat - just because she couldn't

I can't buy it," she hissed, sitting up and ruffling her hair. "Why did he

into it as loud as she could. It was the only thing she could do since even her father and mother couldn't do anything

away, currying favor with her "friends" just so they wouldn't pull out

the only one not contributing

home, and it was time for dinner. Patricia looked at the food ungratefully, sighing for

time we're having this same dish for dinner this week!" she complained when she couldn't take it anymore, dropping her fork and glaring at everyone's exhausted faces. "This feels like we don't

in the end, he said nothing. He was already too tired to deal with

for what we have?" Mrs. Miller huffed,

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with your friends?! Look! Because of you, we have to eat food like this - aren't you sorry for Dad and Big Brother Theo? They've been working hard, but you're just out with your friends until it's time for

she could say anything, Theo's cutlery dropped onto his

you really feel sorry for us, why don't

little sister in disbelief. "Just do

barked. "How can I make dinner when I don't even know

learn it!