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

Chapter 1206: You can call her my demon.

"Will you tell me, Penny? What happened? To you, to us... to everyone?"

"I can't," Penny answered quietly. "I know what happened to me, but to everyone? How am I supposed to know what happened to everyone else aside from myself?"

Atlas narrowed his eyes, his brows knitting slightly. Even Hugo tilted his head, still doubtful about all of this. He had no idea where this conversation was going.

"I see." Atlas nodded. "You're right. How could you know about other people's lives when you had your own to deal with?"

"That's not... what she meant," Slater interjected quietly, drawing Atlas's attention to him. "Penny was incarcerated."

Atlas didn't respond. He didn't even react-mainly because he didn't know how to. A flood of questions immediately filled his mind.

"Penny was what?" Hugo blurted out, still searching for clarity as this was all very confusing for him. "That's impossible. Why would she-"

"Because the Penny I was and the Penny I am-the Penny you know now-are different," Penny cut him off with a deep breath, her hands unknowingly clasping in her lap. Her eyes locked onto Atlas. She had been prepared to talk to Slater, to take in whatever information he had that could help them resolve their current problems.

But this... this wasn't in the plan.

She hadn't prepared herself to have this conversation with Hugo. And especially not with Atlas.

Not him. Not now.

back time, she would've kicked Atlas and Hugo back to where they came from the second she saw them approaching. Had she known this

started just as you all remember," she continued, steeling herself to what was unraveling between them. "You

steadying her

her confrontation with Slater was still fresh that she felt more courageous. Or maybe it was because she was speaking to Atlas that her voice came out firm

of her rare blood type, the truth eventually came out," Penny continued, her eyes never leaving Atlas. "But the Penny in my first life was different. She was eager, excited-relieved to hear she had a real family. Her eyes glowed with hope, thinking she was

house and be with people who would love her unconditionally. Because she was their flesh

his sharp, watchful eyes on Penny, ready to intervene if necessary. But

remember how you treated me when I first arrived at the mansion, it was the same in my first life," she went on. "It's just... that back then, I

the same. It doesn't hurt me

if I just keep pushing, if I show them my sincerity,

button to call for a

trying to please everyone just so they would

looking back at her. "Why did you call the

big smile before turning to the approaching crew member. When the attendant arrived, she

attendant then turned to the others with

asked, raising a hand. "I'll take a beer. A very cold one-cold

anything, she excused

drinking because...?" Atlas

might as well meet her—the person who actually lived that lifetime and never got to

She leaned back.

the drunk