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Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1801

Chapter 1801: Could it be... she’s just like all of us as well?

"...Time’s running."

Hearing that, the other men looked at the guy who had agreed to Penny’s requests. The latter drew a deep breath and looked back at them, his lips drawn into a thin line. But before he could answer, his eyes drifted to where Shawn was standing.

Shawn maintained a safe distance from them, slightly cautious. When he met the man’s eyes, a shallow breath slipped past his nostrils.

"We are also in a hurry," he said. "But this is no waste of time."

"I’ll finish this quick," Penny said without looking in their direction, stitching Hugo’s wound first. "Besides, I’m waiting for my brother to call me once he’s inside. He’s going to call soon."

Penny then paused mid-stitch and lifted her sharp eyes to where Mint was. "Shawn, check Mint’s pockets. She surely has a radio with her... unless you guys threw it away."

"No," one of the men answered. "We checked, and she doesn’t have one."

"Shawn," Penny called, eyes on the man while talking to Shawn. "Check again. I’m sure she hid some with her."

With that, Shawn marched forward to where Mint was lying down. He checked all her pockets and shoes, but found nothing.

"Miss Penny, there’s nothing here."

"Check her underwear."

Shawn paused as he gazed in Penny’s direction, only to see her still busy working on Hugo’s injury. He didn’t say anything and lowered his head, excusing himself to the unconscious Mint to lift her shirt and check inside her clothes.

Nothing.

A shallow breath escaped him after checking for anything, but there was none. He shot Penny another look, at the same time that Penny peeked up at him.

Penny huffed and said nothing, finishing Hugo’s stitches first, quietly.

As she did, Shawn looked at the men who had captured Mint. But before he could say anything, one of the men had already answered,

"We found nothing on her," said the man. "If we did, we would’ve kept it, or at least stolen it from Nathalie’s men."

Shawn didn’t answer, just studying the people quietly. It didn’t seem they were lying. Besides, there was no point for them to lie since these guys would need a telecom if an alliance was what they wanted. Using Mint’s telecoms would make things easier for them.

A few more minutes later, Penny finally spoke.

"Shawn, there are a few bags of blood in that small fridge over there," she said while taking off her bloody rubber gloves. "Get one—never mind, I’ll do it."

With that, Penny marched toward the said blood bag storage while dumping the rubber gloves in the bin. Penny searched for her brother’s blood type, and as she expected, this place was complete with anything they’d need. Considering this island was the Shadow Order’s turf, they’d surely have even the rarest blood type lying around in their underground facilities.

Penny didn’t waste a second and took the necessary blood bag and materials needed. Her brother had lost quite a bit of blood, and she needed to replace it. Once she was done, Penny faced everyone with a slightly blank expression. freēwebnovel.com

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