Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1013

Chapter 1013: I hate you

"I think it’s just right here..." Patricia hummed quietly as she bent down, rummaging through her father’s desk. "So many papers..."

Patricia felt easily irritable, finding the papers she needed to see but struggling to navigate through the unnecessary documents before her.

"What is this?" she mumbled, checking the document that had caught her attention. "Settlement payment of..."

Her brows rose as she read the amount on the document. "What? They got this much money, but they froze my account?!"

Furious, Patricia moved on to check other documents, which were mostly settlement payments for some of their family’s debts. If one were to count them, the total could reach a hundred million!

A hundred million!

If only she knew that their debt was bigger than that.

"These people..." her voice shook with rage, her hands trembling as she saw the staggering figures. "I knew it. They were just doing this to make me feel bad. It must be Brother Theo’s idea!"

If they had this much money, how could they cut off her lavish lifestyle? It wasn’t like she was spending hundreds of millions a day. Even tens of millions were hard to spend since Patricia already had almost everything she needed and wanted.

"I can’t even buy a dress that costs just a few hundred thousand..." she hissed, feeling even more bitter. "Forget it. They better not blame me for what I’m doing since they keep making my life miserable."

Patricia glared at the documents, tempted to shred them into pieces or burn them. Why would she care about all of this? But then again, doing that would leave evidence.

"Tch." She rolled her eyes, continuing to search for a particular document. When she checked all the other drawers, her eyes fell on the last one, on the other side.

Just then, Patricia remembered a memory from some time ago when she had surprised her father in his home office. When Patricia had stepped in, her father was reading a document sternly, which he had placed on that side of the desk. She had asked him out of pure curiosity, and he had answered that it was nothing.

But she knew that whenever her father said "nothing" in that manner, it meant the document was important.

"I think he keeps the important documents over there..." she trailed off as she snuck to the other side of the desk. There were two drawers, and the first one she opened, she quickly checked the folders, skimming through them.

Patricia had only one name to find: Penelope Bennet.

"Penelope... Bennet... Bennet... there’s nothing here," she frowned deeply and sighed, clicking her tongue as she placed all the papers back inside. "It’s probably in here."

Not losing hope, Patricia got up to check the upper drawer. This time, she didn’t take everything out, just lifted the tips of the folders.

"..." Although she managed to maintain a strong front, Patricia could tell that Theo was looking at her with doubt and suspicion. ’Why is he looking at me like I’m a criminal? Hah! If anyone should be upset, it’s me! Or maybe he’s looking at me like that because he doesn’t want me to see that they still have so much money left?!’