Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 786

Chapter 786: Problem solved!

"... Considering we’ve all been working ourselves to the bone, only to get whiny feedback just because it didn’t suit their taste... haha. It pisses me off. Don’t it piss you off too?"

The plain look on Penny’s face twisted as she reached the last part of her sentiment. Her eyes shone a brief irritation at the thought, which quickly disappeared just as it appeared. She looked at everyone, whose faces slowly changed with each word she spoke. No matter how much they wanted to deny Penny’s remarks, there was some truth to them.

But then again, what were they going to do?

"You’re not the only one upset about this," the woman near Penny, Ashley murmured. "All of us here might not show it, but we also care about Aunt Mildred."

"That’s right!" the woman in Penny’s group earlier chimed in. "Aunt Mildred might scold us and work us to the bone, but she’s very fair to all of us."

"Why are we even arguing with you?" the depressed guy frowned. "It’s your first year here, so you’re still enthusiastic."

"Why does it matter that this is my first year?" Penny pouted. "We might be in the kitchen, but we’re still part of this family. How could they treat us any less just because of this family tradition?"

"Penny, can you just please shut up—"

"No way!" Penny yelled in displeasure, walking to the center of the kitchen with her hands on her hips. "Why should I shut up when I’m worried about Aunt Mildred?!" — she was hungry too, and she wasn’t in the best mood when hungry.

"Besides, you guys said it yourselves," she continued. "The people in the gathering are members of the Pierson Family, but so are we! No matter how faint our voice is, I’m sure someone will hear us if we just scream loud enough!"

As if leading a revolt, Penny spread her arms as she spoke. "Aunt Mildred has protected all of us — especially those who’ve been assigned to the kitchen for years. It’s time to pay her back and protect her now! How could we let a sixty-something-year-old grandma face the hypocrites in the family gathering all on her own?!"

Everyone exchanged looks, swayed by Penny’s words. She had a point, but then again...

"Even if we lived recklessly for one night, we can’t just walk in there and scold everyone!" the young woman in Penny’s group approached the middle table. "I’m scared too!"

"She’s right. Even if we choose to live carelessly for a night, what about our families?" another added.

"My husband and I lead a quiet life. That’s why we never complain, even when I have to work in the kitchen during family dinners," said another. "So, I don’t approve of this. But if there’s a chance we can help Aunt Mildred, I want to help."

"The problem is, all we have is will!" someone else joined in. "Right now, even if I wrack my brain, I can’t think of anything."