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

Chapter 1771: People’s hearts change

Meanwhile...

"Can’t contact them." Penny’s face soured as she held Brad’s phone, trying to reach her husband’s number, but it was unavailable. "Did he turn off his phone?"

Her frown deepened as she dialed Atlas’s number. Penny pressed the phone to her ear, perking up as it rang.

"It’s ringing!" she mused, listening to the ringing, waiting for it to be answered. But then, the operator’s voice was heard.

Slowly, she pulled her phone away and gazed at it bitterly.

"Atlas, do you know you’re disappointing me right now?" She looked at her phone, speaking to it as though it were her brother. "How can you put your phone on silent when your sister is in danger?"

Penny deadpanned, frowning deeply as if Atlas was the only one she tried to reach. Zoren’s phone seemed to be off, but she quickly assumed it wasn’t her husband’s fault. It was probably just a signal issue. However, her brain had no space for an excuse for her brother, Atlas.

Penny only memorized three numbers: Zoren, Atlas, and Yugi.

Of course, she tried calling her husband first because, obviously, he had the highest chance of having a heart attack in this situation.

"My poor baby’s heart is too fragile," she sighed, snapping her attention back to their hostages.

Brad and the other pilot were still conscious, though they were tied—cuffed to keep them from doing anything suspicious. The third man, however, was still unconscious. The moment Penny’s eyes landed on them, Brad and the pilot stiffened, holding their breaths.

nothing to do with

instead?" she hummed before nodding to herself,

She blinked, tapping the phone against her palm. "What’s going

screen a few more times and pressed some buttons until it showed

in frustration. "I really hate

pushed herself up and made her way to the cockpit. Shawn

can you charge this in there?" she said, holding the phone between her thumb

her and took

to the other seat and starting to look for a charging port. "The phone’s dead before

his eyes on her before intuitively placing the dead phone on his side. "There’s an

looking for

Shawn said as he charged the phone, making her look back at him. "Phones can be tracked

mouth formed an O-shape.

phones with barely enough battery to give reports. I haven’t been with them in the past ten years, but

an emergency like this? I mean, wouldn’t it be nice to reach

answered without hesitation. "These guys were already given orders, and they knew where they were headed.

they’re going to end up dead," he

arched a brow. "Those guys talked—no, they even had a concert when I questioned

ahead. "In the past, when I was still there, no one would talk. But it seems times have changed, and not everyone in the

her eyes on his side profile. She had already questioned both Brad