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

Chapter 1599: Slap on the butt

Patricia stared at her phone, studying the portrait she had taken a photo of with Penny's permission. Her other hand cupped her cheek, tapping it lightly as she thought about it.

Why did she look like someone?

She didn't mean that the picture looked like the maid, but rather, she felt that this person resembled someone else. For Patricia, the resemblance was uncanny. The question was, who did she resemble?

As Patricia thought about it, she hadn't noticed she was starting to lose track of time. Before she knew it, the CEO's office door flew open from the inside. At the same time, Mark was already standing.

"Huh?" Patricia blinked, catching Penny walking out. "Penny, where are you going?"

Penny cast her an indifferent glance. "Don't you have my schedule with you?"

"You do."

"Then you'd know where." Penny snapped her eyes back to Mark. "Wait for me in the parking lot. I'll just get changed."

"Yes."

Yet, the two of them still walked off together, with Mark following from behind her.

Patricia frowned and intuitively checked Penny's schedule. Her face twitched, gasping in shock.

"I can't believe I've just been staring at this photo all this time!" she panicked. "Oh no. I still have some real work to finish!"

Shoving the thought about the picture aside, Patricia quickly got to work. But as she did, another bitter thought crossed her mind.

I forgot to give her a snack!

[PIERSON CORPORATION]

Dean stood in front of the elevator door, his head starting to throb painfully. After an entire night in the laboratory, Dean barely went home to change. Then, without rest, he went to the office. Even so, he didn't plan on staying in the office all day.

was planning to go home to rest. Perhaps a nearby hotel, just to lower the

DING!

The moment it did, Dean caught a figure

and his little

out for the button, almost as though Atlas was expecting Dean to waste his time by waiting for the door to close on its own without

to Atlas's surprise, Dean spoke right before he could

the next lift," Dean said

rather long elevator ride. For some reason,

hope they won't start fighting,' Allen, standing in the back corner, sighed quietly. He looked up at the numbers nervously. 'Why are these elevators so slow when someone has to share the lift with

them would break the building's silence. He knew that if Atlas

nor Dean

a full

because the

he asked, eyes still on the

"Fine."

missed my

useless in every

at Atlas. "What did

wants this company for himself, he'd need more

you, I'm surprised you're not

for me

alive and kicking? You don't even

here." Slowly, Atlas turned his head and faced him

a second, Dean and Atlas just stared at each other in pure silence. The tension between them grew heavier, making one wonder

was what Allen thought as he squeezed

more,' he thought, keeping his eyes on the elevator. 'Just a

listen to Allen's pleas. Atlas and Dean didn't say a word as they simply looked

dead, caught between the crossfire, and

nothing was said anymore. If anything, Atlas and