Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 654

Chapter 654: Big brother’s responsibility

[OLD PIERSON RESIDENCE]

"Oh, you’re here!" Old Mrs. Pierson happily entered the drawing room, catching Atlas already seated in a chair. Atlas automatically rose from his seat, but she waved for him to sit down.

"Sit, sit! It’s alright," Old Mrs. Pierson chuckled while Butler Hubert assisted her in sitting down. "Butler Hubert, prepare some snacks for the young Mr. Bennet here."

Butler Hubert smiled and nodded. "Yes, Madam," he said before politely facing Atlas and bowing. "I’ll be back, sir."

Atlas nodded at Butler Hubert, watching the latter leave the drawing room. When the door was closed, Atlas slowly set his eyes on Old Mrs. Pierson.

"He is quite different from the butler at your house, isn’t he?" she joked, making Atlas smile and nod.

"It was a little strange because I’ve always thought everyone was like Butler Jen."

Old Mrs. Pierson waved while laughing. "If I’d had the chance, I would’ve hired Butler Jen instead. Butler Hubert is quite mischievous."

"I doubt you’d trade him for anyone," Atlas replied politely, watching Old Mrs. Pierson’s smile grow subtle.

"I used to be a greedy woman," she said knowingly. "I wouldn’t trade Butler Hubert, but that also means I wouldn’t hire Butler Jen if I had the chance."

"Then I’m glad you didn’t meet Butler Jen in the past."

This time, another wave of laughter escaped Old Mrs. Pierson. Atlas was surely impressing her more and more. Well, Old Mrs. Pierson had already heard about Atlas before she met the Bennet family; not that she did a background check on Penny.

She was tempted to for the reason to please them, but feared that if they found out about it, they would be displeased. The last thing Old Mrs. Pierson wanted was to cause displeasure between the families. However, she knew Atlas because he was the head of the Bennet family and at the helm of Global Prime Logistics.

Old Mrs. Pierson didn’t need to sneak around to know him. Atlas was part of the business circle, and thus, she would know him or hear about him whether or not she wanted to.

"Surely, the old man from the Bennet family isn’t as foolish as I thought he was," Old Mrs. Pierson said humorously. "Men like him... I’ve met a lot of men like him. They’re the type of men who wouldn’t let go of power even when they’re barely counting their days."

Atlas was silent but maintained a polite smile.

"Does he give you a lot of headaches?" she asked out of plain curiosity. "If he does, I would’ve given him a piece of my mind." _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}

"There’s no need for that, Grandma. I can handle him."

Old Mrs. Pierson shook her head, sighing. She reached out to him, patting his hand gently.