Pampered By My Three Brothers: The Return Of The Neglected Heiress - Chapter 587

Chapter 587: Mean brother
“More than you know, and more than I have shown you.”

Penny held her breath, staring at Slater. Her brows slowly elevated in surprise. Meanwhile, Slater blinked ever so tenderly.

“Why would you ask such a question, though?” he asked with a slight pout. “Well, I guess I haven’t proven that until now, huh?”

“Heh…” Penny let out a shallow laugh, not really sure what he was talking about.

Slater smacked his lips and smiled. “Don’t worry. I’ll shower you with more love—just don’t touch my chocolates and cars.”

I never did that. I wouldn’t dare.

“Are you leaving now?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. “Wait. Let me walk you out.”

“It’s okay!” she panicked a little, flinching as she glanced at her parents. She heaved a sigh of relief when they didn’t wake up.

“What’s wrong with you?” Slater frowned. “I’m just offering to walk you out. No big deal.”

Penny smiled at him and cleared her throat. “You should sleep. It’s okay. You don’t have to.”

“I know I don’t have to.” He blinked innocently. “But I want to.”

“…” Penny stared at Slater quietly before she suddenly bolted away.

“Hey—” Slater almost choked, watching his sister sprint out of the theater room. He scoffed in disbelief; she was even faster than the speed of light! “What the heck is wrong with her? Why does she look so terrified?”

Slater pointed at himself before he froze, wide-eyed. “Don’t tell me she saw a ghost here?” he gasped, looking at his parents and tempted to wake them up to tell them to have another house blessing.

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Meanwhile, when Penny was sure she was away from the theater room, she patted her chest. Looking back at where she came from, she shivered, feeling goosebumps.

“Goodness!” she breathed out in disbelief. “Why is he so chummy with me? Oh my god, it’s giving me goosebumps.”

Penny rubbed her shoulders, shaking her body to shrug off the goosebumps that were crawling under her skin. She was more used to Slater berating her and being the meanie he was, not like this kind of brother.

“Has he always been like that?” she wondered to herself, shaking her head. “How could Nina stand that?”

As Penny looked away, the corner of her lips curled up. Even though Slater’s attitude gave her goosebumps, for some reason, it didn’t feel bad at all. It was shocking, but not unpleasant.

“Tsk.” Penny shook her head and dropped her arms, walking away.

At this hour, the mansion was already quiet, and most lights were off. The only lights still on were the dim ones. So Penny habitually walked slower and quietly. She knew that even if she made noise, no one would wake up. However, it was a habit she had gotten used to.

It almost felt like she was sneaking out.

Fortunately, it seemed her parents—her family—knew that she was married. They even knew her husband for some reason. Whatever the reason was, Penny told Zoren she would be back, and she did not want to disappoint him after he let her be. At the end of the day, Penny didn’t want that man to worry about her.

‘He’s already blind and sick,’ she told herself as she reached the front door. ‘What kind of person would I be if I worried about the disabled?’

Penny nonchalantly shrugged, opening the door and stepping out. As soon as she closed the door behind her, she paused as she caught sight of a person standing outside on the porch. Deep lines appeared between her brows as she gazed at the person, who looked back at her.

Atlas.

“Going back to your husband’s place now?” he casually asked, walking in the same spot to face her.

Penny cleared her throat and straightened her back, jogging down the steps. “Hmm,” she hummed mildly before continuing to walk toward her motorbike.

Atlas stood not far away from her, and it seemed he was taking a short night walk. Penny was not there to idle—not because she was eager to go back to Skyline Plaza, but because she was trying to avoid him. Among all her siblings, Atlas was probably the one who made her the angriest.

“Penny,” he called as she took the helmet from the side mirror, stopping her. “Did you have a drink tonight?”

Penny looked back at him and snorted. “Would I be driving if I were drunk?”

‘You don’t even know when you’re drunk,’ he replied in his mind as he advanced in her direction. Penny arched a brow, leaning back when he suddenly leaned in with narrowed eyes.

“Wha—what?” she intoned, taking a step back while maintaining a fierce front. “You’re too close! You’re invading my personal space! Shoo!”

Atlas shrugged nonchalantly as he drew his head back, straightening his back. His hands were shoved in his pockets, watching her hiss at him like a cat before she grumpily fixed her helmet. He blinked, hearing her click her tongue in irritation.

“Penny,” he called, raising his brows when she didn’t look back at him. Her actions while spreading the straps on the helmet grew more aggressive and irritable. It gave him a sense of familiarity. After all, Penny had never been like this with him.

The Penny he knew was a mischievous troublemaker but, at the same time, sweet. She would cling to him like a sloth, and even if he told her to let go, she would only hug his arm tighter while grinning mischievously.

“Am I… the mean brother?” he asked, putting a stop to her actions.

Penny furrowed her brows, confused. She looked back at him for answers, only to see him sigh a little and take a step closer.

Atlas drew another deep breath and smacked his lips, his eyes on her. “Not long ago, you told me that you had a terrible nightmare. In that nightmare, I was mean to you.”

“I’m asking…” he trailed off, looking into her eyes. “… right now, am I that mean big brother?”