Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221: Hoped they would be friends.

The next day, Allison was peacefully spending time with her family in the garden when Butler Jen approached her.

"Ma’am, Mrs. Cortez is calling," said Butler Jen and handed over the phone to her.

Hesitation flickered across Allison’s eyes which didn’t go past Charles’s eyes.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked. "Why do you look so reluctant?"

From what Charles heard, his wife and Mrs. Cortez were getting along. After all, Jessa had been coming over to give Penny some snacks and also to teach Allison some of the dishes Penny liked. It wouldn’t be a stretch to say that Allison was growing fond of Jessa, which made him happy since his wife had some problems with the word "friend."

Allison just chuckled nervously. "It’s nothing," she said, gazing down at the phone and choosing to ignore the call.

"If it’s nothing, why aren’t you answering?"

"Well, just because..." Allison was not ready to face Jessa’s wrath yet.

A deep exhale slipped past Allison’s lips, thinking of what she had done the day before. She didn’t know what came over her for not asking Jessa’s permission. She didn’t want to blame Penny for urging her as well.

At this point, the children returned for some snacks.

"Mom, is there’s something wrong?" Hugo asked while casually dragging a chair for Penny to sit on. "You look a little pale."

When Penny sat down, Hugo sat next to her. Slater, on the other hand, took the other chair next to his father.

"You looked like you’ve seen a ghost, Mom," Slater pointed out. "I’m getting scared now. Dad, should we invite a priest to bless our house?"

Charles shook his head, catching Atlas coming out of the house. Atlas was the only one who hadn’t been playing with Penny and her pets.

When Atlas noticed the look on Allison’s face, he raised a brow. "Mom, I think you need some iron."

"Ha ha..." Allison laughed nervously, casting Penny a look. "Mrs. Cortez is calling, Penny."

"What does she want?" Slater frowned, casting Atlas a look as if he wanted his first brother to take over.

Atlas casually sat down in the empty seat, curious. "Where’s the watermelons? Butler Jen told me there’s some here."

"Kids, you’re diverting this matter." Charles sighed as it seemed his children had some different issues at the moment. Hence, he cast Penny a look, as it seemed their daughter had some idea of Allison’s dilemma. "Penny, what did you do?"

"Papa, I didn’t do anything!" yet.

Ever since Penny threw her father under the bus, Charles was getting more and more judgemental. It wasn’t in a negative way, though. It was more like Charles understood Penny wasn’t just adorable and a source of sunshine in his life, but Penny was so proud to be his daughter that she was sometimes mischievous!

"Then, why is mom looking at you?" Atlas asked, now appeased because the watermelons were served.

"Well..."

"It’s not Penny’s fault," Allison clarified. "It’s my fault."

"Mom, what did you do?" Hugo inquired out of pure curiosity.

"Thing is... I registered Mrs. Cortez for the cooking competition without telling her beforehand."

"..."

All of them looked at Allison with a dead expression. Before they could think of what to feel about this, they imagined Jessa and what kind of impression she made on each of them.

"This is worse than having a ghost roaming around our house," Slater blurted out, looking at his mother in disbelief. "Mom! Don’t you not love us anymore?! Why would you do that to Penny’s aunt?!"