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

Chapter 1431: Another core memory

Meanwhile...

"I know I've already told you this before, but when I moved into Aunt Jessa's house, she gave me this small, old room." Nina smiled at the thought, rolling paint onto the wall. "Back then, I didn't like it. I was angry about it. After all, I was used to a big, cute room."

Finn, working on the other side of the wall, smiled. "You did mention that, but not the whole story."

"Haha. Because, even now, I'm not proud of how I acted," she chuckled.

"But it turned out well, didn't it?"

She paused, looking back at him, only to find him already staring with a knowing smile.

"It did," she admitted. "If not for that room, I might not have realized what kind of career I wanted."

"Funny thing is, I once asked Aunt Jessa why she gave me that room," she continued, resuming her work. "Her answer was simple. She wanted to factory reset me. She told me I was already lucky to have arrived at their home when their family was doing well... thanks to Penny."

Finn kept his eyes on Nina, smiling. He knew how Penny had changed her own fate. He might not know every detail of her life, but he knew it hadn't been good. Penny was the neglected biological daughter of the Bennet family, while Nina had been the favorite.

'I don't know if it was daunting or just incredible how she did it,' he thought. 'Breaking off the engagement with Cassandra was already tough, yet Cassandra turned out to be someone completely different from the person I thought I knew.' A sigh escaped him, pushing away thoughts of Cassandra. If what she had done was minor, he might have forgiven her. But Cassandra had crossed a line. Even if it was her first offense, he couldn't turn a blind eye-especially not when it involved Nina.

Finn pressed his lips into a thin line, his gaze lingering on Nina's back. Then, a mischievous smile tugged at his lips as he sauntered toward her.

"Ah!" Nina flinched as Finn suddenly wrapped his arms around her from behind. She glanced over her shoulder and saw the mischievous grin plastered on his face.

"Finn? What are you doing?"

with suspicion. She already knew this

innocently. "I just thought I'd take a break. We've been working on this room

narrowed her eyes. "Then if you're going to rest, why don't you sit over there so I can

fluttering his eyelashes coquettishly. "I want to stay with you." "But how am I supposed to work with you clinging to

you." Finn quickly reached for her hand, guiding her as they rolled the paint onto the wall together. His grin stretched from ear to ear,

biting her

moment, they worked in

helped you back then?" he asked out

Uncle Lester helped too-there were some things two little girls just couldn't do on their own. He fixed the ceiling and made some tables out of scrap. Back then, I

as she reminisced about that particular summer she would never forget. Just thinking about it was

she still made us snacks. I kind of

had no choice. When

sigh escaped her lips. "Maybe... that feeling alone was what made

wasn't just the satisfaction of transforming an ugly

made

down, it was

trying to preserve.

I'm not ruining that memory," Finn quipped, making her look at him.

a

never experienced in either of his

in her eyes. "Nothing could ever

nothing could

soon as those words left her lips, she playfully poked the tip of his nose, smearing white paint

eyebrows shot up in

"Now you've done it."