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

Chapter 996: Not one of Wild's problem

Meanwhile, on the Bennet men's side...

Charles sighed for the umpteenth time, glancing in the rearview mirror to see the faces of his sons. But none of them seemed to care about the epic failure of a day they had. Instead, his sons were in the back seat of the van, doing their own thing: Atlas was quietly staring at the side of the road, Hugo was sleeping in the back, and Slater was busy with his phone.

Shaking his head, Charles cast a sidelong glance at Haines. Haines had his elbow propped against the window, eyes on the side of the road.

'He came back late, so I had to cancel his last date,' thought Charles. 'But even though we sat at the same table for around thirty minutes while the boys were wrapping up another disastrous date, he didn't tell me anything about his date with that woman.'

Charles narrowed his eyes suspiciously, puckering his lips. He shifted his attention to the road ahead, running his tongue across his inner cheek, thinking of a plan to make Haines talk. It wasn't like Charles hadn't tried asking. In fact, he had asked James and Allen as well. Unfortunately, all they got was the same experience Haines's date had today - an answer with no room for continuation.

"Hah!" Suddenly, Slater perked up. The sudden noise he created earned everyone's attention. He looked around the van, his finger pointing at the driver's seat where Charles was seated, Haines in the front-row seat, Atlas on his side, and then Hugo in the back.

"What is wrong with you?" Hugo groggily groaned, jolting awake from Slater's brief wailing. "For a second, I thought we were having an accident."

"Is it just me, or do I think someone's missing?" asked Slater, his brows knitted tightly. "I think another person should be here... no?"

Atlas arched a brow while Hugo tilted his head to the side. After a second, the two of them rocked their heads as they intuitively set their eyes on the front.

"Weren't you with Penny's other uncle?" Atlas asked his father and Haines. "How come I didn't see him during lunch?"

turning his head in the same direction Atlas was looking. "What

Unlike them, Hugo was in awe.

didn't ditch them. He clicked with his first date, so he

of Wild's appearance. "Impossible! I guess having low standards can easily give you

ignored Slater's unpleasant

first woman he met today and told everyone he was interested in her. He could've just ditched her once his dates were canceled. "I'm

Hugo whistled happily. "I'm happy for

was Wild who succeeded in this dating. "How am I supposed to face your mother now?

standards," Haines added, eyes on Slater. "It's just that Wild knows

Atlas, Hugo, and Slater replied in unison, making

his head. "If you think your face is

Hugo, and Slater didn't believe it. Not that Wild was ugly, but he looked like a gangster or a loan shark who was dressed

like someone

time,

shoulder as she could barely contain her laughter. She was so beautiful that one would be surprised to know her age. "You're

you haven't heard me sing

she grinned, her eyes gleaming while her dimples

cleared his throat as he rose to his feet. He smoothly did a moonwalk, eyes narrowing at the woman. Once he was standing acrossthe table, he pointed a finger at her. "Sit there and relax, señorita.

with the back of her hand. Much to her surprise, Wild suddenly moved his body along with the beat of the music,