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

Chapter 1399: Was Patricia going back to her old ways?

[Miller's Home]

"Patricia "

"I'm busy! Bye-bye!"

Theo stood motionless in the living area, staring at the entryway where his sister had just run off like lightning. Tilting his head to the side, he furrowed his brows in confusion.

"Theo, did you call your sister?" Mrs. Miller appeared from the other direction, her hair already styled despite the early morning hour. Following behind her was her husband, looking at Theo with curiosity.

"Yes, but she just left," Theo replied, his puzzlement clear. "Mom, is Patricia alright?"

"She hasn't been acting strange lately, but she did tell me she's been busy," Mrs. Miller remarked, casting her husband a knowing look. "I assumed it was because she started working at the company. Is that not the case?"

Mr. Miller shook his head. "She's been taking leave, and Charles approved all of them."

And that was true. When Patricia got Charles's approval, she immediately told her father, knowing he'd worry. After all, she had begged them to give her something to do until she figured out her life. Patricia had no prior experience, as she had refused to become an employee in the past.

So, even if it meant watching a string of businesses fail, they supported her. For them, Patricia working in the company was progress.

"Leave?" Mrs. Miller furrowed her brows. "Honey, is there something I should be worried about?"

Or, in literal translation: Was Patricia going back to her old ways?

"Mom, I don't think we should worry." This time, Theo answered with certainty, flashing a reassuring smile. "Otherwise, Sir Charles wouldn't have just let her be. He's the one who approved her leave, so I'm sure it's nothing serious... or bad." The couple exchanged looks, noticing how much their son had matured—as if Theo was slowly becoming a man. A moment later, they smiled.

"Alright then," Mrs. Miller said, her expression softening. "Now, you two should eat before you head out."

[Meanwhile - On the Bus]

Patricia sat on the bus heading to Prime Group, her face radiant with excitement. Just last night, she had received a phone call inviting her for the final interview. Compared to the first one, this should be easier.

already beaten most of

Wasn't that amazing?

the window with a wide grin. Her cheeks were flushed as she tried to contain a scream. Even though she had already muffled one into her pillow last

loose strand of hair behind her ear. "I think... I'm just naturally talented. I mean, come to think of it. Most of the applicants yesterday came from

Patricia had still made the

DING!

thoughts halted when her phone pinged. Checking the message, her

[From: Shawn Lowie

already here. There are only a few people so

her excitement, Patricia had messaged Shawn after receiving the call. She hadn't even considered whether he had also been invited for the final interview-she

was a win-win

They had celebrated together over the phone, thrilled by the news. They even agreed that whoever arrived first would update the

[To: Shawn Lowie

Let's meet at the entrance, grab coffee, and

confidence radiating to her section of the bus the atmosphere seemed to glow. Who would have thought that

[PRIME GROUP]

there, so she walked the rest of the way—until she spotted a tall,

laughed, watching Shawn anxiously

he sure is a coward," she mused, skipping toward him. Once she reached

her. "Oh, for a second, I thought it was someone

be?" she teased, raising a brow before glancing at the entrance. Employees were already coming and

dropping off their thingsnet

coffee. The cafeteria coffee sucked,

she asked, blinking innocently at him. "Didn't you say

our 'enemies'?"

was in the lobby with them earlier, but when you said you were

out."

said close, not here," she corrected,

nearby. Should we grab a