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.

Hugo back to where they came from the second she saw them approaching. Had she known this was what her brothers came for, she would've done

steeling herself to what was unraveling between them. "You want to know the truth? Then I'll give it to you, First

steadying her

fresh that she felt more courageous. Or maybe it was because she was speaking to Atlas that her voice came out firm and unyielding. Not that she expected him to feel

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

to get out of that house and be with people who

into a thin line and lowered his head. Zoren, on the other hand, kept his sharp, watchful eyes on Penny, ready to intervene if necessary. But

you treated me when I first arrived at the mansion, it was the same in my first life," she

Brother's neutrality. Third Brother's clear displeasure. They were all the same. It doesn't hurt me now,

thinking, 'If I try hard enough, if I just keep pushing, if I show them my sincerity, they'll eventually see me

the button to call for a flight

of trying to please

at the call button before looking back at her. "Why did you call the

before turning to the approaching crew member. When the attendant arrived, she politely requested, "I'd like a shot of something strong,

away." The attendant then turned to the others with a smile. "Would anyone

drinking, Penny?" Hugo asked, raising a hand. "I'll take a beer. A very cold

anything, she excused herself. Once she walked away, all eyes returned to

because...?" Atlas

might as well meet her—the person who actually lived that

She leaned back.

the drunk me.