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

Chapter 1517

Chapter 1517: Right before I died

"You got a fast car... maybe we make a deal?" Penny hummed and sang, her voice off-key, as though she were simply reading a poem and trying to turn it into a song. "...you got a fast car, I got a plan to get us out of here."

Jonathan's face twitched as Penny continued singing right in his ear. She was leaning between the driver and front passenger seat, her eyes focused on him.

"What in the world are you doing now?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Singing," she replied. "I'm giving us a good background song."

"For God's sake, shut up."

"But I'm being considerate," she protested.

"Being considerate is shutting up. You can't even sing well," he added, shooting

her a cold side-eye. "You're the worst singer I've ever met."

Penny frowned and clicked her tongue, leaning back a little in her seat.

"Fine! I'll stop since you don't appreciate my singing voice." With that, she threw herself back in the seat, snapping her gaze at the window on her side.

For the next few minutes, silence reigned in the car. However, Jonathan didn't dare to relax; he knew Penny would come back stronger.

And, of course, she did.

"You know..." she trailed off, almost humming. "I'm actually very surprised that you'd agree to drive me home. It's not like you don't know I have my own car ready. Otherwise, how else would I be in Pierson Corporation?"

Jonathan didn't answer, keeping his focus on the road.

loud enough to reach his ear. "Being here, and you in there...

her through the

of his surprise, she shoved his seatbelt down and pulled

Screeech!

instincts kicked in, forcing him to steer the car back into the correct lane. They briefly swerved into another lane before returning to their original path, and his hand shot up to pull

the belt with her feet on the back of the seat. Her head and body

taunted. "How do

"Sss..." he hissed. "...stop!"

tugging at the strap, but it was no use. When he realized it was futile, he stopped and used his other hand to

and stopping abruptly wasn't an option-unless he wanted

he gasped, finally feeling

her back. "Just showing you not to dare

touched his neck, his fingers still feeling the pressure from the seatbelt. He kept his eyes on the road, but

still on the road, he quickly refocused on the road. "I'm going to kill

to threaten me right after what I did? What makes you think I won't kill you first before you

winced, gripping the

the

worry, I won't do that again, alright?" Penny reassured him. "I was just a little pissed off that you said

little pissed?

again. Her arms rested on the backrest of both the front seats, and her brows

another

haven't thought that far when I came to

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Jonathan

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