Pampered By My Three Brothers: The Return Of The Neglected Heiress - Chapter 828

Chapter 828: Reclaim your seat
[Skyline Plaza: Old Pierson Residences]

“Mildred, I’m so glad that you’ve visited me today.” Old Mrs. Pierson reached out to hold Mildred’s hand. Both were seated on the intricate garden chairs in the mini pavilion of the residence. “It’s been a while since you’ve come by, my child. How have you been?”

Mildred’s eyes softened as she held the wrinkled hand in hers. “I’m alright, Old Madam. Have you been well?”

“I am well.” Old Mrs. Pierson nodded, looking at Mildred’s face, which had grown older but was still the same little girl she once knew. “The family gathering just happened. Is everything alright, my child?”

“Yes, Old Madam. Surprisingly, it ended… peacefully.”

“I heard my grandchild Penny attended.”

“She did.” Mildred’s smile faltered, thinking that Old Mrs. Pierson didn’t know Penny had been in the kitchen that night as well. But alas…

“Haha! She has a lot of things to tell you! I heard she was dropped off in the kitchen, and she had to do tons of kitchen work!” Old Mrs. Pierson laughed heartily, making Mildred’s heart sink. “You even made her throw out some trash!”

Mildred panicked, adjusting herself on the edge of her seat, just in case she had to kneel. “Old Madam, forgive me for doing that to the matriarch of the family. Everything I say is merely an excuse — I’m sorry, Old Madam.”

“Oh, my child.” Old Mrs. Pierson cackled, patting Mildred’s hand reassuringly. “It’s alright, my child. I wouldn’t be laughing if she wasn’t happy with it.”

“Huh?”

“Penny told me about her experience in the kitchen, and she was happy with it,” said Old Mrs. Pierson, smiling reassuringly. “She specifically told me that she thinks you’re a good person.”

Mildred’s face softened as she smiled subtly. “She… the young madam said that?”

“Oh, Mildred.” Old Mrs. Pierson’s laughter subsided, and she sighed heavily. “Penelope isn’t like Naylani, my child. She’s a lovely child, good in nature. Don’t you worry. She didn’t take how you commanded her in the kitchen the way you might think. Her words were: the kitchen was your territory, not hers.”

“I’m so glad…” Mildred heaved a sigh of relief, feeling a huge thorn in her throat disappear.

After the family gathering, even though Zoren reassured Mildred that it was fine, and she felt slightly reassured, it still bothered her. She tried to distract herself and live as usual, but there was this lingering worry in her heart and the back of her mind.

“Were you worried that Penny would hold a grudge against you?” asked Old Mrs. Pierson, snapping Mildred out of her momentary daze.

“I know Penny is a kind person, but I don’t want her to hate me. After all, sometimes when things happen so quickly, we tend to overlook them until they come back to you, and then you just can’t stop thinking about it,” Mildred explained. “I am certain the young madam is important to you and the young master. I don’t want to be the reason she thinks of the family differently.”

“Aren’t you kind?” Old Mrs. Pierson nodded, smiling. “Don’t worry anymore. You can rest assured that is not the case with my little Penny. She’s not like Naylani, Mildred.”

Mildred pressed her lips into a thin line. “I know, Old Madam… and I’m glad to hear this from you.” Because if Old Mrs. Pierson said it, then that would only mean it was true. After all, Old Mrs. Pierson might be old, but she was still sharp.

If there was someone who taught Mildred how to look at people and see what kind of person they were, it was Old Mrs. Pierson. Not to mention, Mildred might have been a little surprised, but hearing that Penny was not like Naylani — Zoren’s mother and the previous matriarch of the house — put her heart at ease.

“So, how’s the kitchen been so far?” asked Old Mrs. Pierson, out of pure curiosity. “Are there still others who give you headaches?”

Mildred smiled wryly. “I don’t think I’d ever take away their desire to join the family gathering. The least I can do is prepare them mentally before they join. The last family gathering seemed more peaceful than before, but there’s no telling what might happen at the next one.”

After all, the Pierson family gatherings were mostly a power play. One could easily get caught in the crossfire no matter how careful they were. Everyone heavily involved in family politics needed support, no matter how big or small.

Mildred wasn’t just trying to keep the younger ones safe by keeping them in the kitchen during the gathering; she was also trying to prepare them mentally. Not everyone who joined the family knew the Piersons well, after all.

“Your mother… oh, my dearest Theresa.” Old Mrs. Pierson smiled subtly at Mildred, appreciating her effort and kind intentions in staying in the kitchen. “You… should be sitting at that table, commanding it with a word or two, but you chose to stay in the kitchen. I’m not sure if your mother would be happy, but I’m sure she would be proud of you for doing what you want to do.”

“Your mother and I… she was my strongest support during my time,” she continued. “If only she were still alive, I’m very sure she’d still be scolding me.”

“Old Madam, my mother had a way of talking, but thank you for saying that. She might not approve of me staying in the kitchen and losing my voice at the table the longer I stay away from it because she wasn’t like that. But I do hope she’d see the intentions of my heart.”

Old Mrs. Pierson smiled subtly, looking at Mildred appreciatively. “Mildred, that is the reason I called you today.”

“Old Madam?”

“You might be upset with what I’m going to say, but you need to regain your voice at the table and reclaim your seat,” Old Mrs. Pierson remarked, smiling subtly. “I’m retiring, child, and although Zoren is capable with Penny by his side, I need you to support them.”

She paused, holding Mildred’s hand with both of hers. “You’ve spent all these years serving in the kitchen, but Penny is new at the table. I have full confidence in her, but the more support she has, the better. Can you do that for me, my child?”