Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 907

Chapter 907: Don’t fall for the same trick again.

An hour ago...

"Are we just going to let her go?"

Penny kept her eyes on Patricia as the latter walked away in frustration. However, this was not how it was supposed to go. Patricia had been in Penny’s and everyone’s lives for some reason—like a side character that exists in everyone’s lives but doesn’t really make a big impact.

In other words, Patricia was someone Penny knew, even if the latter didn’t want to.

Patricia had nothing else to lose. Therefore, it wouldn’t be a surprise if she bantered more or argued more. Her life was over, after all.

’But that bag she’s carrying around...’ Penny thought to herself. ’... is a limited-edition one that just launched recently. There are only ten in the world. How could she afford it?’

Although Penny wasn’t an enthusiast over bags and dresses, her husband liked buying her things. Besides, Penny was surrounded by not only successful men but also powerful women—women who would wear tens of millions worth of attire for a night. Therefore, Penny was well aware of the difference between counterfeits and real ones.

"Let’s let her go. She was petty, so I guess giving her the same level of pettiness is just right. No more, no less," Penny said with a smile. But in her mind, she wouldn’t let it go.

First, Patricia came just to stir trouble for Nina. Second, she defiled Slater’s eyes. And lastly, she was curious.

As they all moved on, with Ginnie reassuring Penny that she didn’t care much about Patricia, Penny slid her eyes in another direction. Penny’s gaze immediately landed on someone standing in the distance: Angel.

Angel nodded in understanding, even though all he saw was a slight nod from Penny. He slowly shifted his eyes, catching sight of Patricia.

That was how they ended up in this situation.

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[PRESENT TIME]

Patricia was sitting in the driver’s seat, her hands gripping the steering wheel. Her hands hadn’t left the steering wheel from the beginning. However, she could feel the sweat beginning to break out on her palms.

Seated in the front passenger seat was Angel. What happened earlier was that when Patricia jumped into her car and was preparing to leave after completing her "task," someone suddenly jumped into the front passenger seat.

Patricia was familiar with this man’s face—he was the one who had dragged her out of Zoren’s home, the time Zoren almost fed her to his vicious black panther.

’What does Mr. Pierson want from me now?’ she wondered to herself, stopping in a deserted part of the city as per Angel’s instructions. ’I didn’t do anything to him, did I?’

’What am I going to do?’ she thought to herself, keeping her wide eyes down. ’Don’t tell me he’s still angry at me? I stopped going to places owned by the Piersons and even lived quietly. There’s no way I offended him!’

Or was it her brother, Theo?

Patricia’s face twisted at the thought of her brother. ’Don’t tell me he went to the Piersons and begged for mercy?!’ That was the only thing she could think of. Otherwise, why would Zoren bother with her?

"What?" Patricia blurted out, then scoffed. "Are you asking me this because Mr. Pierson doesn’t think I deserve a good bag? Hah! I know the Piersons are powerful and that I made some minor mistakes in the past! But how could he be so petty as to question me if I bought myself a new bag? Is he going to torment me like this? I got it because I deserved it! Just because my family is struggling doesn’t mean I can’t buy something nice for myself!" _{fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓}