Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 597

Chapter 597: Wasn’t completely irresponsible

Penny hadn’t met Nina’s husband in her first life for a reason. She tried to avoid Nina, knowing she would only be subjected to trouble that would accentuate how much better Nina was. However, Penny recalled catching a glimpse of her husband at one event.

"I’ve always had his name on the tip of my tongue," she whispered, closing her eyes as she took a deep breath. "Ah... I’m scared now. I might turn into an alcoholic if I keep letting her out."

"I’ve been basically drunk all day," she muttered, scratching her head as a headache lingered. "How else would I make her come out, though?"

Penny took a deep breath and snapped her eyes open, glancing at the papers on the desk. She lazily picked them up, arranging them to call it a day.

"I’m afraid that Prime Group will fall if I keep doing this. I need a schedule..." Penny trailed off as she was about to exit all the tabs on the computer, only to furrow her brows as she noticed the other files that were already open. "Hmm?"

Penny skimmed through them and then checked the emails. The corner of her mouth curled up as a shallow laugh escaped her.

"Well... I guess I wasn’t completely irresponsible. Wow! I’m... amazing, am I?" she mused, laughing as she saw that her drunken self had still completed some important tasks that the sober Penny was supposed to finish. "I thought I was going to work once I recovered, but I guess I can rest."

Satisfied, Penny leisurely closed the tabs and then cleaned her desk. As she did so, she noticed a piece of paper slipped between the files. Taking it out to take a look, her smile stretched.

"How diligent," she mumbled, reading the notes the drunken Penny had left.

The note contained mostly pointers about the life of the sober Penny: her friends, the family dynamic, business associates, clients, and even her employees. The note also reflected the same messy pattern she would usually employ.

"I guess..." she nodded, letting out a laugh. "I am me, after all."

Even though sober Penny and drunken Penny sounded and acted differently, they were the same person. Both versions were her, and their differences stemmed from living in different lifetimes. Despite that, the drunken Penny was eventually following the sober Penny’s lead.

It was like watching her old self start over, only this time, she wasn’t an infant who could only cry and poop. It was strange and ridiculous, but at the same time, it made quite a bit of sense.

While Penny was laughing to herself and finishing up her desk arrangements, she flinched when the door suddenly flew open. Her eyes widened; the abrupt entrance was something she hadn’t expected.

"Miss Penny!"

Shifting her startled gaze to the entrance, she saw Benjamin bolting toward her. Penny jolted again when he suddenly slammed his hand on the desk, his expression aghast.

"Is it true?" Benjamin gasped, his complexion pale.

For a second, all she could do was blink. "Ah?"

"That you already revealed you’re Thursday Girl!" he intoned urgently, only to earn a long and thick silence from her.

"..." Penny tilted her head a bit, peeking at the entrance behind Benjamin. No one was coming to explain—a hint that whoever had told this guy didn’t want to deal with him anymore.

"Uh." She nodded, her lips awkwardly twisting into a smile. "Yes?"

"What?! And you didn’t tell me?!"

’No wonder I wasn’t seeing him here lately,’ she thought, her face unable to form a smile. ’So, that’s why... I thought he was just busy because of the next board meeting and the Pierson Family meeting.’