Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 422

Chapter 422: Yey, cheat day!

"Ouch!" Penny yelped as she hit the ground hard, landing violently on the lawn. She winced, crumpled up on the grass, and started questioning her life choices. "Ouch... ouch... that was a freaking bad fall."

She lay there for a moment, lamenting her situation until she managed to recover. It was good that her mind, body, and soul had been well-trained in prison. After all, she used to get beaten up pretty badly when she was what they called "fresh meat."

Even though Penny had already been trained before as a free woman, she initially tried not to fight back, thinking the beatings would eventually stop. She quickly learned it didn’t work like that when she was nearly killed in her sleep. That’s when she learned to fight back. Still, she wasn’t immortal, and she didn’t have superpowers to make her immune to the pain and injuries from all the blows and cuts she received in the fights.

"Ouch..." she whispered, this time more calmly, as she lay on the grass. She stared up at the canopy above her and smiled. "I’m fine now!"

Penny was about to jump up when she heard men’s voices nearby. Immediately, she rolled onto her stomach and crawled backward until she was hidden behind the bushes.

"Huh?" She scrunched up her nose as a leaf brushed against her nostrils. "What the heck?"

She swatted the leaf away, drawing her head back. "Since when did they have plants here?"

At least she had a place to hide.

Penny cautiously peeked over the bush, spotting some uniformed men smoking and talking.

"Who are they?" she murmured, furrowing her brows. "Did they bribe the officers to get in?"

Having visitors in that hell wasn’t unusual, and Penny knew that all too well. She had seen plenty of them before. Glancing around at her surroundings, she took in the vast expanse and the mansion standing over the distance.

"Huh?" She blinked, then blinked harder. When she opened her eyes again, her mind tried to correct what she was seeing.

The mansion now looked like a prison. The guest houses scattered around appeared like different prison departments. Even the greenhouse had transformed in her mind’s eye into a fortified building. Slowly, everything morphed into how she remembered the state prison.

"Ahh..." she nodded to herself. "Okay. It’s just my eyes."

Penny lingered in her spot until she noticed the guards—those same guards she had sent to Zoren—begin to move. Peeking again, she realized they weren’t leaving; they were helping someone else. A deep frown formed as she stared at them.

"They’re dragging someone..." she whispered, squinting as she focused on the men hauling an unconscious man by the shoulders.

His knees dragged along the ground, and even though he was wearing denim pants, that had to hurt.

"Good thing he’s unconscious..." she muttered, raising an eyebrow as she noticed the man’s frizzy hair. She squinted harder to get a better look at his profile when one of the uniformed men stepped aside.

Nathaniel.

A murderous glint flickered in Penny’s eyes. She ran her tongue along the inside of her cheek, and a vicious smirk curled her lips, making her appear sinister.

"I finally found you," she whispered darkly. "Must be my lucky night."

Surely, the heavens were on her side, presenting the one person she most wanted to see right in front of her. Penny licked her lips, the pent-up anger in her heart bubbling over with excitement. Before even laying a hand on him, she was already imagining a hundred ways to make him suffer.

She had no problem with that.

Thud!