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

Chapter 1822: Infiltrating the Mansion

"Mark! Angel!"

Mark and Angel, still busy trying to survive, saw Penny jogging in their direction. Their faces twisted in dismay. Couldn’t she see they were on a battlefield?

Yet, there she was, skipping through the middle of the war zone.

If not for Shawn, who was expertly covering her with the truck and his precise alertness, she would’ve been dead. But Penny didn’t care about that.

"Damn—!" Angel hissed, quickly backing away, rifles firing as he moved toward Penny. Mark did the same, shifting his focus to any threat to Penny, while Shawn concentrated on the threat to their lives.

Once they reached her, they ran to the truck and pressed their backs against the side of the vehicle. Keeping Penny between them, Angel’s shouts made her jolt.

"Penny, are you out of your mind!?" Angel scolded, glaring at her. "And are you drunk!?"

"Nope!" Penny’s denial was quicker than a blink. "Shawn knocked me out."

’And you sobered up,’ was what Shawn wanted to tell her, but he didn’t have time. At this point, he just accepted this was his punishment and he had no right to complain, no matter how tempted he was by Penny’s unserious behavior.

Mark’s sharp eyes quickly shot to Shawn, but he didn’t let that personal dissatisfaction affect him now. He looked around and pulled the trigger, helping their comrades before turning to Penny.

"Miss Penny, are you alright?" he asked, glancing at her before shifting his focus.

"Are you blind?" Angel snapped, his side pressing against Penny’s as he covered her. Even if her recklessness angered him, it didn’t mean he’d let her die.

Penny signed his paycheck—well, technically Zoren, but it was the same thing.

As for Mark, he was just glad Penny reached them in time. "Miss Penny, the master is inside with Nathalie Zorken. And just now, we heard multiple shots fired."

"..." Penny slowly turned to Mark, staring blankly at his side. After a second, she lifted her eyes and gazed at the mansion in the distance.

"Renren," she whispered, and for some reason, she even forgot why she’d approached them.

slapped the side of the

opening the driver’s seat door. "Renren is there, and you

Angel and Mark covered her. As for Shawn, he crawled back to the passenger row. Once Penny was behind the wheel, Angel and Mark

in!" Mark shouted at

letting his rifle dangle from its strap. Holding onto the rim of the truck body with both hands, the truck began to rev

held onto the truck, his other hand shooting at every threat in his line

CLANG!

the truck’s body inches from Mark. He flinched at the

CLANG!

this time, hearing gunfire from

now in the back of the truck, shouted. "I

any shooters in the

trusted him, he let go of his rifle. The weapon dangled on his back with the strap, as he

the same time, the truck started

at her broken side mirror, catching Mark mid-climb. But then, she saw something glint, and she unhesitatingly steered and stomped

almost caused Mark

tightly, his feet on the side of the truck’s body. The sudden drift of the vehicle made it harder for him to climb, but at the same

up. When his arm reached over the truck’s body, he pushed himself forcibly until he fell in. Both he

sudden turn, and then bounced back to its normal

Both Angel and Mark grunted, feeling their sides ache in

clenched, hands on the surface,

Angel groaned, sitting up, his back against the metal wall. "I’m going to file an HR complaint

was also considering the same thing. After a breath, he turned to Angel, but the latter

"You alright?"

Mark nodded. "Thankfully."

that they might survive a crossfire, but with Penny? She would kill them for sure. However, she was right and had just arrived on time. After all, these men’s priority

the truck,