Chapter 75: Finally got it
Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress
"In this household, we donât burden others just because we took more than we can take. You donât have servants here, so you clean up after yourself. Carry it on your own!"
What nonsense was that? Nina frowned as this was the first time she heard something so absurd. They might not be her servants, but wasnât it only natural for him to carry her things since he was a boy?
"Only our mom can boss us around here!" Yugi added and crossed his arm. "What a princess."
Yuri frowned and approached Nina kindly. "I can help you."
Help wasnât what Nina truly needed, but she wanted them to take it to her room. However, she ended up not saying a word and carried the luggage with great difficulty. The help Yuri told her to give was useless because Nina still did all the work.
"This is your room!" Yugi casually stopped in front of the door, which was Pennyâs old study room for her books and when she wanted to concentrate. "That room across from you is Yuriâs, and the one next to that is mine. Donât be loud."
After saying his piece, Yugi decided to call it a day. This was already showing his real cousin around. Yuri stayed though.
Yuri smiled. "Nina, sorry about Yugi. Heâs usually like that, but heâs not a bad person. Do you need help with your things?"
"No need." you might steal her stuff.
"If you need anything, then you know where I am. Iâll just be in my room."
Nina nodded before her eyes veered to the other room next to hers. "Yuri, this room... is this where your mom and dad sleep?"
"No. Mom and Dadâs room is downstairs. That room is Pennyâs."
"Pennyâs?"
"Itâs her room," was all Yuri said. "Donât go in there because she likes her room very much. We want to keep it as it is because she decorated it herself. Anyway, Iâll go now. I still have a project to finish. Donât worry. We spent two days cleaning your room, so you can just rest."
Having said that, Yuri made a quick walk back to her room. When she opened the door, Nina caught a glimpse of the pink and cozy room. It didnât look bad, although she could tell it was still small.
"Maybe the rooms here arenât that bad," Nina thought, a little hopeful her private place was something that could appease her. But alas, the second she opened the door and saw the inside of her room, her heart sank.
Unlike Yuri or any part of the house, this room was too shabby with worn wall paints, shabby flooring, a small bed, and a small study desk. This was even smaller than Yuriâs if her estimation was correct. Although it was clean, it wasnât aesthetically pleasing to the eyes. Or rather, it wasnât to her liking.
"This... is my room?" Nina bit her inner bottom lip until it bled. "This is disgusting."
But at the end of the day, Nina would still have to stay here for the rest of the week until the next weekend.
"I have to get out of here as soon as possible."
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Meanwhile, in the Bennet Mansion, the heaviness lingered in the household even after hours since Nina left. Although no one was talking, everyone still did what they would usually do. Atlas was in the library and Slater insisted on continuing his study with Penny. So the three of them were stuck in one space.
Hugo, on the other hand, asked Penny if he could babysit her pets. Hence, her beloved pets were currently in his care in the garden. Even so, there was still this undeniable silence that was too heavy.
Cupping her soft cheeks, Penny darted her eyes between Atlas and Slater.
âIâm still surprised that despite Nina leaving, Slater initiated to continue our study session. I was thinking of giving him some time to process his grief.â A shallow sigh slipped past her lips before her eyes inevitably moved to Atlas.
Her nose scrunched up when Atlas irritably scratched everything he wrote and then tore the page and crumpled it. Looking at the side of the table, it was mostly crumpled sheets.
âHeâll soon make a mountain out of those papers.â She shook her head.
Curious, Penny stretched her neck to peep at the problem he had been trying to figure out since early this morning. But just as she got a glimpse of it, Atlas discreetly moved his hand as if to cover his paper. Her face twitched.
âIâm not gonna copy it. Tch.â But Penny already saw the problem. âProfessor Singh is really a sadist. How can he give Atlas such a hard question when this problem is the reason everyone in the national exam didnât get a perfect score?â
Not to brag, but Penny answered that question in her first lifetime on her own.
âRight. I answered it back then because I happened to stumble upon a book while cramming.â Pennyâs eyes lit up. Helping Atlas was not a problem for her, but she was afraid it would be a problem for Atlas. His fragile ego would break if his youngest sibling started tutoring him as well.
"Uh, Penny â"
"Answer the next one first," Penny said before Slater could give her his answer sheet. "Iâll be back."
Penny quickly jumped out of the chair and bounced her way to the bookshelves. Slater and Atlas just stared at her. When she returned, she was wearing this wide grin and placed it near her first brother.
"What is this?" Atlas raised a brow and glanced at the book cover.
"Brother, can I borrow this book? Did you already finish reading it?"
"Iâve already read this book."
"Oh." Pennyâs lips formed an o-shape before she added, "It looks interesting, doesnât it?"
âIs she trying to strike up a conversation?â
Penny didnât answer anymore and just grinned, sitting back down on her chair and continued watching Slaterâs activity. Atlas didnât think much about it, but his eyes still fell on the book she put on the table.
âInteresting...â he repeated in his mind and continued answering.
Penny didnât bring up anything about the book anymore until it was time for their snacks. At that time, Atlas excused himself and told them he would continue his study in his room. Hence, Penny and Slater spent the day in the library to cover some lessons in other subjects until dinner.
After dinner, Atlas quickly returned to his room to study more because he was afraid the star section already sent their answer to Professor Singh. Atlas didnât want to disappoint his tutor and felt the need to answer it quickly.
But after hours of trying to figure it out, after countless research, and after hours of reading in between, Atlas felt like his mind was about to burst.
"I still canât figure this out," he sighed while massaging his nape, eyes closed. When he reopened his eyes, he couldnât help but gaze down at the solution he wrote. "Is this even a real problem that needs an answer?"
"Goodness." He shook his head and was about to rip the paper when he suddenly stopped.
[Brother, itâs interesting, doesnât it?]
"Wait a minute." Atlas furrowed his brows as he was suddenly reminded of the book Penny took out from the bookshelves. "I think..."
His remarks trailed off as he got up from his chair and went straight to the library. The book was still on the table. Picking it up, he opened the lamp and opened a page. His eyes barely skimmed through the page he deliberately searched before his mouth fell open.
"This...!" his lips stretched from ear to ear as his exhaustion slowly faded. He felt like a miner who finally found the hidden gold in the long tunnel he had been digging. "How did I not remember this?"
His eyes lit up and with such enthusiasm, he sat down and wrote the problem as he had already memorized it. This time, Atlas got the answer â he almost cried.
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The next day, Penny and Slater knelt in their seats in the van while peeking over the backrest just to look at Atlas.
"Penny," Slater called quietly, eyes still on his first brother. "Did I lose my hearing after studying so much? Iâm hearing First Brother snore."
Hugo, who finally joined them in their service, was looking at his side. "He is... snoring."
"His snores sound so weird." Penny flinched when Atlasâs snores hitched. "Is he dead?"