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

Chapter 1444: What's the worst that could happen?

Atlas stared at the three, his gaze cold and indifferent almost as if he were looking at mere slabs of meat ready for butchering. If not for the mental name tags he had assigned them, he might have mistaken them for just that... flesh.

"However, it is, indeed, concerning," Atlas finally broke the momentary silence. "What should we do? I don't think we'll be able to sleep with such discomfort."

His brow arched as his gaze landed on the blanket-wrapped figure of Slater. "Aren't you hot?"

"He's hiding something he doesn't want anyone to see," Penny waved dismissively before continuing, "First Brother, you should try an ice bath to cool down your body. Since you don't feel anything except your usual urge for mass destruction, I think that should be enough."

"I prefer hot showers," Atlas replied flatly. "Don't you have an antidote?"

Penny deadpanned. "Is an elephant heavy? First Brother, I'm more surprised that you think I carry sedatives around like breath mints. I'm not Second Brother."

Atlas frowned, while Penny clicked her tongue.

"It's either a cold bath or... sex," she stated bluntly. "And since the latter is impossible right now, you don't really have a choice."

Turning to Slater, Penny continued, "As for you, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No way!" Slater immediately scurried backward, wrapping himself tighter in the blanket. "Penny, do you even know who I am?"

"Uh..." Penny blinked. "You're my brother?"

"I'm Slater Bennet!" he shrieked. "If I go to the hospital for something like this, my name will be on every tabloid! I'd rather die than have people talking about... this!"

Penny opened her mouth, then closed it. Did that even make sense? Of course, there were alternatives to going to the hospital-she was licensed to prescribe medicine, after all. But she wasn't irresponsible enough to do so without a proper diagnosis.

She wasn't about to hand out prescriptions like candy.

"Oh... okay," she said, nodding in understanding before a wicked smirk curled her lips. "Then, I guess you have no choice."

Slater's eyebrows shot up. "What do you mean by that?"

"I mean... you'll have to take care of it yourself," she stressed before hissing her next words, "Beat it."

face turned beet red. His breath hitched, his neck tensed,

being led to slaughter. "Why would you say that?! And why do you look

But before she could say anything else, she noticed Zoren slipping out

and Atlas would be fine—at least, that was her assumption. Her husband, however, was

Zoren to

drenched in sweat, still missing his shirt. He rested his hands on his knees, gasping

he wheezed. "Something's wrong

Brother,

high?"

"What?"

drug is this?" he demanded. "It's a drug, isn't

opened her mouth, then closed it. "Second Brother,

can't stop," he interrupted, his voice

"...What?"

is racing, my blood is boiling, and my hands are itching," he explained. "I

someone really

"Hey!"

outside. He turned to see several night guards standing by the broken

of the guards hollered. "Sir Hugo just picked a fight with

After all, they still remembered that night when a drunken Penny had caused absolute chaos, leading to

scoffed. "I wasn't insulting her.

"See, Miss Penny?!"

to keep a straight face. "I swear

at her.

because he was her brother. That would be unfair. Still, at least Hugo

have been much more

and Mark, who had followed the growing commotion purely for

should stop them,"

step, Angel slapped the back of his hand against

Angel whispered, eyes locked on the scene. "I want to see what