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.

rest. Perhaps a nearby hotel, just to lower the chances of getting ambushed

DING!

the door slowly parted open. The moment it did, Dean caught a figure standing inside the

and his

was expecting Dean to waste his time by waiting for the door to

surprise, Dean spoke right before he

said as he walked into the

elevator ride. For some reason, it felt like whenever they rode the lift with someone else, it always took

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

break the building's silence. He knew that if Atlas or Dean

neither Atlas nor

been a full fifteen

noticed, because the next second, Dean

Pierson?" he asked, eyes

"Fine."

missed

useless in every meaning

chuckled, sliding his eyes at Atlas. "What did you expect from him? Do

for himself, he'd

I'm surprised you're

nothing for me to worry

Pierson is still alive and kicking? You don't even

I'm still here." Slowly, Atlas turned his head and

silence. The

was what Allen thought as he squeezed

more,' he thought, keeping his eyes on the elevator. 'Just a little more... please don't say

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

wondered, rubbing his eyes in disbelief. 'Or am I actually dead, caught between the crossfire, and I'm simply thinking this should've been

said anymore. If anything, Atlas and Dean seemed to