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

Chapter 1811: Anger from a failure

[Mansion]

Nathalie idled in the mansion’s pavilion, seated on the concrete railing, casually tossing some feed into the still pond that surrounded it. When she sensed someone’s presence, she couldn’t help but hum slightly.

"Doesn’t this place look just like my home?" Her voice was calm and soothing. "Zorken, Shadow Order... they truly want identical things, don’t they?"

"Me, Naylani, Noel..." she whispered. "As it is amusing, it is repulsive."

The butler who had come to the pavilion stopped a few paces from her. He studied her calm side profile, unfazed by everything currently happening outside the mansion.

"Madam," he called quietly. "Our men sighted Zoren Pierson."

Nathalie’s brows rose as she paused in tossing the feed. After a second, she resumed her activity.

"Is that so?" she hummed. "Capture him. I want him alive."

"He’s headed this way."

"This way?" Her right brow arched even higher as she turned to the butler. "Here?"

The butler nodded. "Yes, Madam. Straight to the entrance."

"Hah." Nathalie rocked her head and chuckled in amusement, the corners of her lips curled into a smirk. "He is always so daunting, then and now. Don’t open fire—let him in."

"Madam." Concern shone in the butler’s eyes upon hearing her order. "If your suspicion is correct and that he also carries the memories of your first life..."

Nathalie chuckled, leaning her back against the pillar, and then looked at the butler. Her dark eyes assessed him from head to toe.

"Gilbert, thanks to you, I was able to avoid Nathaniel’s plans," she remarked. "Had it not been for you and your loyalty, I wouldn’t even know that such a phenomenon happens."

Slowly, she looked away. "Going back in time... to correct what should be fixed. How nice would it be if I also had the ability?"

But alas, Nathalie wasn’t reborn with memories of her past life.

How she found out was because the butler who had served her from the beginning until the end of her first life remembered his past. Thus, he had told Nathalie about everything that had unfolded and who had ended her in her first lifetime.

almost couldn’t believe

was true. It wasn’t like this

butler a smile.

is a fatal disease. It

saying," she nodded. "I know. However, even if that happens, there’s no more code Zoren

killed the head of the Shadow Order, Octavia, and we watched her die. If there was anyone who is being complacent just because they carry their memories

didn’t refute that anymore. Instead, he lowered

"And

smile on her face faded. Looking

she whispered in her mind, a glint flickering in her eyes. ’What’s your

assumed remembered his past, Nathalie could only rely on the butler’s memories. Knowing

that worried her.

driving to this mansion through

he know that I don’t? Where is this confidence coming

questions filled her mind, but there was no answer. Therefore, she could only wait

don’t... he’s the one going to fall into this

but her heart remembers the lingering anger. Anger from

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came close. As they did, Mark prepared his

close!" He cleared his throat,

were heard clicking as the air around them turned heavier. They kept their eyes ahead, some looking around to see if there were any hidden snipers in the area. The sniper experts in their group also checked through their scopes, counting the enemies they would meet at the

and gunshots might deafen

was, if Zoren’s assumptions weren’t

plan was simple: go straight to the mansion’s entrance. Zoren assumed Nathalie would welcome him, which they all thought was insane. However, he

ten times more difficult. However, if they did so, Charles’s team and the others would have

make it out alive, even before the other teams could start moving. They could only hope the other teams would rush and make it

came closer, Angel peeled his eyes from the sniper scope and

turning to everyone until

could speak, another voice was heard on

gates. Don’t lower

exchanged looks until their gaze settled on Zoren. The

for him, that meant she remembered the past. After all, in the past, she didn’t open her doors and tried to