Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Since when?

Slater huffed and tossed the laundry on top of the washing machine. Picking up the detergents, he couldn’t help but recall Penny’s words.

"Does she really eat while sleeping?" What she said left a huge question mark on his mind. "She must be kidding. There’s no way she will still eat while sleeping."

And he was correct. Penny usually stayed up at night to study the market flow, despite already having clear ideas on where to invest her money.

"Never mind." He shook his head and grabbed the uniform. His expression gradually turned somber while holding the uniform in front of him. "How many washes would it need to get rid of the smell and dirt?"

Because of what was happening in school, Slater would graduate from the school of laundry before his real school.

He sighed, crumpling up the fabric to throw it in the machine. But just before he could, a hand swiftly snatched the balled fabric from his hand.

"Pe — Penny?!" Slater gasped the moment he saw the person who snatched the uniform. "What are you doing here?! I said I don’t need your help."

He tried to grab his uniform back, but Penny timely backed away. This immediately filled him with irritation and nervousness.

"I said give it back —" Slater froze when she suddenly aired the uniform, revealing all the shoe prints and dirt on it.

Penny held the uniform up until it was blocking his gaze from her. "Third brother, what are these?"

"Huh?" His mouth opened and closed, but his words wouldn’t come out of his throat.

When Penny put down the uniform, she indifferently asked, "Did you try to make a cake in your school?"

A cake?

Slater’s eyes veered to the uniform before he nodded vigorously. "Yes! Our school has a cooking class, and I ended up ruining mine! Hehe." He then quickly snatched the uniform back from her.

Holding it close to his chest, Slater cleared his throat and sported a brave front. "Penny, didn’t you learn good manners and right conduct?! How can you just snatch someone’s possession away just because you smell food?"

"I don’t eat raw eggs," she murmured.

"Hah!" he clicked his tongue and hissed at her. "Leave me alone, will you!? Go back in your room or eat everything in the kitchen — I don’t care. Just leave me alone!"

Penny observed the urgency in his eyes first. "Okay!"

Having said that, Penny turned around and strode off.

Slater watched her back, but he couldn’t help but ask, "You’re going back to your room now?"

"Nope."

"Where are you going?"

Penny looked back at him, dead in the eye. "To Mom and Dad. I’ll tell them that third brother is being bullied."

"I am not being bullied!"

"Okay." She nodded. "If the school investigates and finds out you’re not, then good."

Seeing her resume in her steps, Slater quickly bolted in her direction to stop her. Penny halted and slowly gazed up at the figure blocking her path.

"Third brother?" she tilted her head to the side. "Is there something else you got to tell me?"

Slater, for the first time, cursed in his mind. Of all the people who could find out, it had to be Penny!

"Penny, I am your older brother, so you have to believe me!" he coaxed while patting his chest. "Your third brother isn’t being bullied, alright? I was making cake, and I messed it up!"

"Do you also make a cake with your shoes?" she returned innocently, and he froze. "There’s clearly a few shoe prints on it. So, unless a shoe is an ingredient, that will explain it."