Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 44

Chapter 44: If I kill you today... I won’t get jail time too, right?

There were a total of six boys involved in the incident that happened in Penny’s first life: Hugo, Slater, the angry delinquent-looking boy, and then the three bullies.

Penny only remembered one face from the bullies.

"Hello, big brother." Penny stood in front of the boy with a smile.

The boy furrowed his brows, gazing down at the small figure in front of him. "What is a kindergarten doing here?"

Penny’s face twitched. She’s thirteen!

Taking a deep breath, Penny sniffed hard.

"Huh?" she blinked innocently. "Why does it smell weird inside?"

It smelled like cigarettes.

"Little girl, this is a restroom for boys. If you’re lost, then head over there. It’s the lost and found." The boy pointed in the direction where she came from, thinking she wandered off. The lower grades were in the other building, after all.

"I’m not lost." Her eyes shone clarity as her lips curled up. "I’m looking for my brother’s bullies."

"Huh?" the boy arched a brow before he laughed. "Your brother’s bullies? Haha. What a brave little girl. Who’s your brother?"

"Slater Bennet."

The boy’s smile faded, but then he burst out in laughter. "Pfft!" He laughed so hard he was holding his stomach while hunching in.

"That loser..." the boy wiped the corner of his eyes, barely recovering from his laughter. "Is he that hopeless to ask for a little kid’s help? Ah. That fucker... he’s so hilarious."

As he was making this comment, Penny already took off her backpack. Seeing her place it down and squat down to get something inside, he raised a brow.

"Are you trying to get your stuffed doll?" he said in ridicule, only to furrow his brows as he saw her take out a nunchaku.

"Big brother, do you know anger is only one letter short of danger?" she asked as she pulled out her self-defense weapon she kept at home for safety.

"Oy, little girl... that’s not a toy —" the rest of the boy’s words rolled back as a painful strike erupted in his abdomen.

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Inside the boy’s restroom, Slater retched as he held onto the toilet bowl.

"You like eating in the bathroom? Fine. Now have a drink!" One of his bullies shoved his head down to the bowl. "You useless loser. Do you think we won’t find you after almost making me submit my project late?"

Another boy, who was sitting on the sink, couldn’t help but laugh while watching the happening in the cubicle. He took a long drag of his cigarette, casually puffing it in the air.

"Lick it!" the other boy growled, pushing Slater’s head down into the bowl.

"Stop!" Slater clenched his teeth.