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

Chapter 1296: Get it together, fool.

"Patricia Miller has a good brother. She just doesn't realize it."

Theo's mouth curved downward, the air around him growing tense. "What do you want, Cassandra?"

"What do I want? Haha. I don't know, honestly," she laughed. "I just never thought I'd see that face again... especially after I told you I never wanted to see it again." "You" Theo clenched his fists, his jaw tightening. His eyes glinted as he glared at her. Cassandra tilted her head to the side, watching him.

Standing by his side, Cassandra scanned his face before raising a brow. When their gazes met, the corner of her lips curled up.

"You look... nice," she remarked. "Had I known you'd grow into such a fine young man, I wouldn't have been so cruel to you."

"Haha..." Theo let out a bitter laugh. "Don't tell me you suddenly want to fuck me?"

Patricia, who had been listening, covered her mouth. Her eyes almost bulge out of their sockets. 'Brother Theo, don't tell me you — no!!!'

All her life, Theo had been pure in her eyes—like holy water. She had barely ever heard him curse, and even then, never anything too vulgar. Compared to Angel, who had a habit of swearing, Patricia was convinced her brother was an angel. Angel was the fake one and Mylo — downright diabolical.

"Oh... isn't that cute?" Cassandra chuckled. "Are you interested?"

"You're crazy," Theo shook his head in disbelief. "Cassandra, whatever reason you had for ambushing me here, I don't care. If you think bringing up the past will affect me, it won't. That's all behind me. Your little threats don't work anymore."

"Oh? Because you have the Bennets on your side now?" Cassandra arched her brow, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Theo Miller, screwing with you is easy if I want to. All I need to do is threaten your sister, and you'd come begging on your knees."

Amusement flickered in her eyes as she watched the anger blaze in his. "I still remember how you used to beg me not to drag your sister into everything. I mean... she should be the one begging for forgiveness, considering she's trying to take something that isn't hers."

curled into a taunting smirk as she added, "Tell me, does she have any

the reason she got angry at Theo because she didn't know that those people whom she called friends were just Cassandra's minions. When they returned, Patricia had a few but all of them

what

he trailed

hadn't she? When she came back, who

fists trembling as he fought the urge to raise a hand at her. 'Hitting a woman is never okay,' he reminded himself, gritting his

her hand against his shoulder. Her lips hovered near his ear as she whispered, "Did you really think you had anywhere

anger. So... stop giving me that look, alright? Nina keeps asking whether we are close, and

a step back and studied his reddening face. "May this be

him and walked away. But just before disappearing from sight, she

frozen in place, his head hanging low,

frustration. He

then, Cassandra

a meek

she was bold-twisted, even.

outside. But beneath that,

muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose. "And

rage. But knowing his sister was here, he forced himself to swallow it. Going back to the

the sink, he locked eyes with his reflection. "That woman..."

was untouchable. No matter how

Besides, what more could she do to Patricia

it together, fool," he muttered, slapping himself

dried his face and

a while," he said casually, as if nothing