Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1785

Chapter 1785: Stick figures

"So... are we just going to stay like this?"

Meanwhile, in a small hut right in the center of the island, Slater, Shawn, and Penny were lounging outside. The three of them crouched down, with Penny absentmindedly drawing circles on the ground with a stick, looking a bit bored.

Shawn and Slater, seated on either side of her, turned to look at what she was drawing.

"Is that...?"

"Blacky," Penny muttered with a frown, underlining the stick figure of an animal with her stick. "And this is Chunchun, then Mouse, and Tiana."

"They look like insects," Slater commented, while Shawn bit his tongue. Shawn had the same thought as Slater – the animals she was drawing did resemble pests.

"Shut up," she retorted, then pointed her stick at the stick figure at the end. "And this is me – see, I’m wearing a skirt."

"Your body is all skirt."

Again, Penny glared at him and clicked her tongue. "I’m drawing you." With that, Penny drew an unflattering stick figure a palm’s length away from her original drawing.

"Hey! Why am I so far away!?" Slater protested.

Another exasperated sigh escaped Penny as she stared him down. "Weren’t you scared of my babies? I’m just keeping you safe."

Back when they were kids, Slater often kept his distance whenever her pets were around. His face twitched as he snatched the stick from her.

"Forget that! I’m an adult, and why do I look so ugly!? Everyone’s smiling except me and I don’t have bunny teeth!"

"Hey! This is my stick! If you want to draw your own, get your own stick!"

As the two wrestled over the stick, Shawn watched the siblings in disbelief. He found himself shaking his head, thinking of Hayley. Hayley had been Slater’s biggest fan. Shawn knew that not only because Hayley would easily get starstruck around Slater, but also because most of her accessories were Slater’s merch. She even showed him a photo of her collection of Slater’s merch at her home.

The way Hayley described Slater was as if he were some kind of angel. Well, Slater did have a certain angelic quality to him, mixed with a bit of sass. It wasn’t just his voice but his entire demeanor.

What Shawn hadn’t expected was to see Slater acting a bit... childish. And he couldn’t help but think about that, not just because of how the public perceived Slater, but because of what Shawn had witnessed tonight.

As Shawn watched Penny and Slater tug at each other’s hair over a stick, he thought back to how the three of them had ended up in this hut.

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[Earlier...]

"Shawn, my life is really good... and I don’t regret anything."

Shawn’s brows shot up in surprise as he listened to Penny’s words. What she said shouldn’t have surprised him, considering how Penny had always lived life on her own terms. Yet, it still caught him off guard.

Penny turned her head forward, a smile on her face as she spotted a smaller helicopter heading straight towards them. She had meant every word she said. Her life was really good, and she regretted nothing – not trusting again, not opening her heart, and not forgiving.

In doing so, she had not only freed herself but had also given herself a chance to be loved and cared for, just as she had always wished.

On top of that, she had given everyone, including herself, a chance at redemption.

"Slater," she whispered, finally catching sight of the pilot of the helicopter approaching them.

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