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

Chapter 860: Little fairy

Meanwhile...

Penny stopped, her eyes fixed on the floor. When she saw a pair of shoes in front of her, she slowly raised her head and met Mark's eyes. Their gazes mirrored each other, catching the gloom in each other's expressions despite the pretty attire they wore for today's reunion party.

"I don't want to go," Penny blurted out, shaking her head. "I feel like... I feel like I'm going to get sick."

Mark, his complexion pale, nodded. "Shall we not go, Miss Penny?"

"No, I have to — that thing you said before... can you do it?"

"The appointment?"

"Yes! That one!"

Mark drew a deep breath and thought about it. "If I say the matriarch of the Pierson Family..."

"What?"

"If the request came from the matriarch of the Pierson Family, of course, I can."

"How come you didn't mention that before?" Penny blurted out after a moment of silence. "I'm not used to that kind of privilege, but shouldn't you have at least told me- or even argued with me about it - before we got to this point?"

Mark opened and closed his mouth, wondering how it was his fault that she wasn't used to the title she carried the day she married Zoren.

he breathed out before shaking his head. "It doesn't matter, Miss

just saw the reunion theme and the venue design—I can't. I feel

"Then I'll call Lily."

I'll do it. Just call my brothers and tell them I can't make it. Or

their decision. However, it came a little too late. As they turned away from each other after their last nod, the door to

BAM!

heads like rusty robots, their faces twitching as they saw Atlas and Slater standing in the doorway, looking like they were making an

- they were almost sparkling. Slater wore a Penny headband on his head, a Penny shirt over his sweater, and Penny earrings on his ears. A small purple backpack hung

Slater, but he was spinning his keys around his finger. Attached to the keys were Penny keychains. He also had a smal Penny badge pinned on his pocket,

revealing a sticker with his little sister's face on

"Mark," she whispered. "Can you

bring back all the childhood trauma he had. Mark wasn't surprised by Slater, as he was the proudest of the Bennets about this whole fan

Atlas!? Mark was utterly speechless. And if Atlas was here, carrying all those corny fan club trinkets, it could only mean one thing - they were here for serious

Penny, I don't think they'd go down without putting up a fight," Mark whispered to her, his only ally at this point. "They'd

in this position — and you're even some high-ranking person in my husband's... you know?"

his teeth, his gaze fixed on his boss's brothers-in-law. He felt reluctant. This was the

to knock them out, sh

she was, asking him to be her scapegoat for

he thought of ways to knock out the approaching Atlas and Slater Bennet. But before Mark could do anything,

flashing

and Mark furrowed

like someone was wearing lighting butterfly wings, their outlines shimmering with different colors and patterns. When the person with the huge, glowing butterfly wings came into view,

a bright smile. Unlike Slater, Hugo wore a sequined