Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1790

Chapter 1790: Three moles

"I am living this life without regrets, and even if I die at this second, I will not regret any decision I made."

The granny chuckled as she thought of what Penny had said earlier. She shook her head, standing outside the hut as she gazed at the empty tree line. Penny and the other two had already left, even though the granny insisted they stay until this all ended.

Not that she expected them to listen to her.

However, she did offer them some mode of transport at a different location. After all, Penny and the guys with her planned to go on foot. And they planned to loot any vehicle on the way — if there was one available.

"What a reckless young lady," the granny muttered. "But she is right—she’s better off without the Shadow Order or the Zorken Family."

Because holding such power comes at a cost, and it’s not a cheap one. After all, the affairs in the secret society were far more complicated and dangerous than those happening on the island right now.

The granny stared at the clearing for a while until she turned and returned to her hut. As soon as she sat down, she tapped the rough table very faintly. Not long after, someone came knocking on the door, and a huge man walked in. He barely got in through the small and short door, but he didn’t fully walk in.

The man stopped just a step from the open door, his shadow stretching inside until it reached the old woman’s feet.

"Madam," he called.

She gave him a look. "Look after that young lady’s group."

"Madam, you said you’re not going to meddle with the battle on the island," said the man monotonously.

"I did say that, however, I might still be curious who would claim the Shadow Order," she said, chuckling weakly. "But it’ll be a waste to have so many people dead on this island."

The man didn’t speak immediately. "Is she going to be the next head of the Order?"

"No," the old woman shook her head. "She holds the code, but she doesn’t want it."

The man’s hard expression didn’t change. He just stared at the old woman, who seemed too delighted with Penny. After a second, he lowered his head and didn’t answer anything.

"As you wished."

With that, the man ducked his head as he walked out of the hut, closing the door very carefully. The granny, on the other hand, just leaned back and chuckled.

"What a silly young lady, indeed," she muttered. "I hope this brother of hers won’t disappoint."

After all, claiming the code might be easy. However, what people do not understand well is that the code is a lifelong commitment. And they need the Shadow Order’s approval. The granny’s recommendation might help, but it isn’t a guarantee.

"Nathalie Zorken." The corners of her mouth curled up into a short smile that didn’t reach her eyes. "We’ll know tonight if your treachery will earn you the Shadows’ approval."

Because there was only one reason the Shadow Order wasn’t meddling with the situation in their own land. Nathalie had already taken control of the mansion not long ago, bringing in her treacherous men to force the very small fraction of the Shadow Order into submission.

In other words, Nathalie had already gained control of the island.

So, the mansion everyone was headed to was just filled with Nathalie’s men.

The other reason was, they wanted fate to decide who would soon command the entirety of the Order.

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