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

Chapter 1236: older brother's prowess

It had been a long day for Penny-one of the craziest, if she had to describe it.

"Has work piled up for you, Miss Penny?"

Seated in the back seat, Penny snapped her eyes toward the driver's seat. Mark, her bodyguard, was driving her home as usual, glancing at her through the rearview mirror.

"You want to hear something interesting?" she returned. "Yugi and everyone in the company did a great job making sure I came back to everything ready. I

appreciate them for keeping things in order and keeping me in the loop as best they could."

Another heavy sigh escaped her as she melted into the backseat, feeling more exhausted than usual. "It's just that... people have a lot of issues, and they all decided today was the perfect time to tell me about them."

"You mean Finn Davis?"

"Finn is one, but there's also Grace, Uncle Haines, Uncle Wild... Then First Brother called me to ask me something ridiculous, only to tell me 'never mind. Of course, you don't know.'. And Second Brother? He wanted to know how long he could survive with fifty bucks in his pocket." Penny deadpanned, snapping her gaze back to Mark. "My Second Brother is dying today for sure."

Mark chuckled, shaking his head while keeping his eyes on the road. "No wonder you're tired."

"Ahh... I just want to go home," Penny grumbled, hugging herself in the corner of the backseat. "Go home, eat plenty, have a warm shower with a scented candle, then listen to soft music. Maybe a glass of wine too... At this point, I deserve it."

"Please don't." Mark's response was quick, making her scrunch up her nose.

"Mark, when I'm drunk, I don't become someone else, you know? I might have no filter, but it's still me!"

Mark didn't respond immediately, slowing down slightly as he glanced in the rearview mirror again. "Are you saying that when you're drunk-everything you say and do those are things you already have in mind when you're sober, but just don't act on?"

"Huh?"

drunk are just your uninhibited thoughts? The ones you suppress

at him through the mirror. "No...?" she denied, a strange feeling creeping over her. If she admitted he was right, it

just wanted to

you sure, Miss

I walk around with vile, intrusive thoughts all the time?" she shot back. "Ugh, fine. Forget the wine. I'll just have tea. That's just as calming,

on it. Still, if his theory was correct, did that mean Penny wanted to beat him up sometimes? Or that all those sharp, insensitive remarks she had let slip when drunk were just her sober

ever lost control

'So in other words, Miss Penny isn't just

Mark couldn't help but wonder just how long Penny's patience and self- control

seat, leaned forward. "If you keep

don't think my boss is that shallow.

faith in

road. He did believe in Zoren, no doubt about it. Zoren wouldn't see him as a

wrong. Zoren was petty-the

silence after that, Penny resting in the backseat. Mark made sure not to make the slightest noise, knowing it was rare for her to relax like this. Normally, she used her travel time to catch up on

reached the gates

the sight of several cars parked in the

Penny kept her eyes closed. "Are we there

"Uh, yes."

hummed, keeping her eyes shut. "Tell Renren I'm so tired I need

his brows, looking back

twitched as her eyes slowly cracked open. "Who

He just jerked his chin

herself up, stretching her neck to look through the windshield. The moment

she blurted out, tapping him in

"But Miss Penny-"

here, but I swear, I have had enough