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

Chapter 1785: Stick figures

"So... are we just going to stay like this?"

Meanwhile, in a small hut right in the center of the island, Slater, Shawn, and Penny were lounging outside. The three of them crouched down, with Penny absentmindedly drawing circles on the ground with a stick, looking a bit bored.

Shawn and Slater, seated on either side of her, turned to look at what she was drawing.

"Is that...?"

"Blacky," Penny muttered with a frown, underlining the stick figure of an animal with her stick. "And this is Chunchun, then Mouse, and Tiana."

"They look like insects," Slater commented, while Shawn bit his tongue. Shawn had the same thought as Slater – the animals she was drawing did resemble pests.

"Shut up," she retorted, then pointed her stick at the stick figure at the end. "And this is me – see, I’m wearing a skirt."

"Your body is all skirt."

Again, Penny glared at him and clicked her tongue. "I’m drawing you." With that, Penny drew an unflattering stick figure a palm’s length away from her original drawing.

"Hey! Why am I so far away!?" Slater protested.

Another exasperated sigh escaped Penny as she stared him down. "Weren’t you scared of my babies? I’m just keeping you safe."

Back when they were kids, Slater often kept his distance whenever her pets were around. His face twitched as he snatched the stick from her.

"Forget that! I’m an adult, and why do I look so ugly!? Everyone’s smiling except me and I don’t have bunny teeth!"

"Hey! This is my stick! If you want to draw your own, get your own stick!"

found himself shaking his head, thinking of Hayley. Hayley had been Slater’s biggest fan. Shawn knew that not only because Hayley would easily get starstruck around Slater, but also because most of her accessories were Slater’s merch. She

if he were some kind of angel. Well, Slater did have a certain angelic quality to him, mixed with a bit of sass. It wasn’t just his voice but his

help but think about that, not just because of how the public

a stick, he thought back

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[Earlier...]

good... and I

Penny’s words. What she said shouldn’t have surprised him, considering how Penny had always lived life on her own terms. Yet, it

forward, a smile on her face as she spotted a smaller helicopter heading straight towards them. She had meant every word she said. Her life was really good, and she regretted nothing – not trusting

also given herself a chance to be loved and cared for, just as

top of that, she had given everyone, including herself, a

of the pilot of the helicopter

as he looked ahead. When they drew closer,

Penny’s help. Meanwhile, Slater’s helicopter ascended, narrowly avoiding a collision with theirs. Given the size of the chopper Slater was using, he easily maneuvered in the air

followed suit. However, unlike them, Slater didn’t have the additional floaters. As a result, he landed on the smaller island

as soon as she opened the door, her eyes fixed on

jumped out of the chopper and swam towards the shore. Slater, on the other

her. He placed his

as tears welled up

his lips trembling as

course I am," she laughed, raising her hand to give him a thumbs-up. "Perfect 10

dry blood on her hands. He grabbed her

me. Shawn shot them—well, I shot one because Shawn’s

respond as he examined his sister. Once he was sure she was unharmed, he shifted his gaze to the chopper floating on