Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 279

Chapter 279: How did you know me?

"What is he doing here?"

The corners of Penny’s lips curved downward, her eyes fixed on the person ahead of her.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, louder this time. "Dean, I’m getting annoyed with you now."

Dean, who was leaning against the side of the car, peeled himself away from it. He smiled charmingly as he walked toward her.

"Why are you getting annoyed with me? It’s not like I’m following you," he quipped, stopping in front of her. "I know where you live and I’m just dropping by."

"Wow... so because of that, you think you can come here anytime?"

"Penny, I felt like our last conversation... it weighed on my heart." His smile faded as he sighed. "I reflected on my actions, and you were right. I should trust you. After all, we’ve known each other for a long time, and no matter what, we’ve shared many memories over the past twelve years."

Penny narrowed her eyes slightly, raising her brows. "What did you eat today? You’re saying so many strange things."

"Haha. I reflected on my actions and realized that no matter how worried I was about you, I should know you better than anyone," he explained with a smile. "Whatever you need from my uncle, I’m staying out of it."

"Good." She nodded, a bit taken aback by his change in approach.

"Anyway, Penny, there’s another reason I came here," he remarked, watching her brows elevate. His lips stretched a little as he took something out of his pocket. "Here."

Penny glanced at the small box—a handful-sized present—and asked, "What is that?"

"A toy fish." He shrugged and jerked his chin toward the cat in her arms. "Happy Birthday, Chunchun."

"Oh..." Her lips closed slightly. "You remembered her birthday, huh?"

"I always remember her birthday," he said with a touch of humor. "Did you think even now, with how busy I am with work, I’d forget her birthday?"

Penny pursed her lips and drew a deep breath. "Well, thank you."

"Do you have other plans for her birthday?"

"Well, my Second Brother prepared a simple family dinner for it," she said as she accepted the box. "Thanks!"

Dean blinked as if waiting for something. "No invite?"

"Nope!" Penny shook her head, and he frowned. "Haha. It’s for your own safety."

A misunderstanding tonight was the last thing Penny wanted. She already had enough of those tonight.

"Ahh... your brothers, huh?" he chuckled. "How will you date if you’re always thinking of them?"

"Well, don’t bother. Dating is not part of my plans for now."

"Do you always plan everything?"

Penny lifted her eyes, a glint flickered in them before she smirked. "Of course. Otherwise, I’d be in trouble. Always ten steps ahead. That’s my motto, remember?"

The space between his brows creased slightly at the sly look that briefly crossed her face. But Penny was always like that—smart, capable, and sometimes cunning, but in a harmless way.

Dean smiled and nodded. "It’s what I like about you."

"Tch." She clicked her tongue and rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, if you won’t invite me for dinner, should I walk you home?" he asked meaningfully. "Or is it a no again?"

Penny pondered this, her eyes brimming with curiosity. "Dean, when have I ever let you walk me home or anywhere?"

"Never?" he laughed. "But like they say, try and try until you succeed."

"Goodness." Penny shook her head, clicking her tongue repeatedly.

"So?" he raised his brows and stared at her with anticipation. "Should I walk you home?"