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

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Chapter 1213: Call it luck

"I already fixed our route, so we'll land where we're supposed to. As for these two... time to wake them up and ask whose brilliant idea it was to make a detour."

As soon as Penny said that, she flicked the captain's nose to wake him up.

"A detour?" Atlas muttered under his breath, confused. "What are you saying?"

"Call it luck — our luck being on our side today or just these guys' luck is just bad that we are here. When we came in here, I smelled something. It took me a while to recognize the scent; it's the smell of bullshit," she said, glancing back at him. "I confirmed it when I sat down and listened to the memos in the headphones. Of course, you didn't hear them because they were on mute."

For a moment, Atlas was stunned. Thinking back, Penny had pressed a lot of buttons when she sat down and "pretended" to maneuver the craft. At the time, it seemed like she was just playing around, but only now did he realize she had something else in mind.

"They want us to make an emergency landing since we're way off our original route, but there's no safe place to land out here. So, I already told those guys in the tower that we're heading to Anteca. If we keep going straight, our fuel should last," she explained calmly, flicking the pilot's nose again. "Assuming my calculations are correct."

"'Assuming your calculations are correct'? You mean to say you're not sure?"

Penny smirked and looked back at him. "I wonder... am I crying Wolf for fun, or is there really a pack waiting to eat the sheep?"

"Anyway!" She cleared her throat and flicked the pilot's nose again. This time, his brows twitched. Another flick jolted him awake.

"Shh, shh!"

would panic, Penny placed a hand on his chest and a finger over his mouth. "Shhh. It's fine, it's fine. It's just me, you, your unconscious co-pilot, and my

his chest rising and falling rapidly. His eyes dilated as he stared at the

out, his voice defensive. "Even if this is a private aircraft, what you're doing is

plane is already bad, but I still did it. Yet, here you are, threatening me; the very person who hijacked

breath, watching her

trying to survive, they just say or do something incredibly stupid," she continued, slapping his shoulder. He flinched. "Don't worry. I'm not going to do that... unless you test my patience. And let me tell

I'm saying?" She pressed a finger against his chest. "Do.

pilot exhaled shakily and nodded. He

to take this aircraft?" she asked with a smile, tilting her head

"You... how did you...?"

pilot one, thanks to Uncle Wild!"

Angel knows how to fly, too. He's a terrible

"Who is Angel?"

questions-I am. So don't ask." Penny

at his co-pilot. Seeing that the man was still unconscious,

he confessed

a brow. "Excuse

me out, please," he pleaded. "I really don't know. All I was told was that... this aircraft was not landing in Anteca. They only gave me

"Skeptical about what?"

his voice unsteady. "To be honest, I don't think we were meant to land at

exchanged dark looks. They studied the pilot's expression.carefully. If he was lying. he was an excellent actor. But from the distress in his eyes, it seemed more likely that he was