Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1443

Chapter 1443: Atlas was built differently

BAM!

Penny, Zoren, and Slater ran out of the kitchen to see what was happening. But when they arrived, all they saw was Atlas, still seated on the same couch, their broken front door, and some noises coming from outside.

"Uh..." Penny blinked, her thoughts filling with question marks. "Where is Second Brother?"

The three of them naturally turned to Atlas. But alas, he remained idle in the chair. Slowly, Atlas cracked one eye open and stared at them.

"He lost his mind." As usual, Atlas’s tone carried no concern. "That’s what happened."

Penny and Slater exchanged glances, studying Atlas. Although his face was flushed, he didn’t seem to have the same overwhelming urge as Zoren nor the same dilemma as Slater.

Ignoring Hugo’s absence for a moment, Penny cautiously approached her eldest brother.

"Uh..." She cleared her throat, prompting Atlas to raise a brow. "First Brother, is there something you need?"

"Water," he replied. "I did tell you to bring me some."

"Right, but I left it in the fridge to cool since we didn’t have any ice," she explained, though it was obviously a lie. "I mean... First Brother, do you feel anything strange?"

"Hmm?"

"Don’t you feel weird? Like... do you have any urges or cravings right now?" she asked carefully, choosing her words as if treading on eggshells.

Zoren and Slater, standing just a few steps away, waited anxiously for Atlas’s response. Meanwhile, Slater clutched his blanket tightly, desperately trying to keep his "mighty soldier" hidden.

"No," Atlas frowned. "Unless a headache counts."

"Really?" Penny’s brows shot up in confusion and surprise.

She glanced between Zoren and Slater, taking note of their drastically different reactions. While Zoren looked like he was using all his energy to stop himself from dragging her away for some "private moments," Slater was just distressed that his "soldier" refused to stand down.

And yet, Atlas only had a headache.

"How strange," she murmured, looking back at him. "First Brother, are you sure?"

"Mhm. Though I do feel hot."

Penny pursed her lips before hesitantly asking, "How about... there?" She reluctantly gestured downward. "Anything unusual?"

"Are you a pervert, Penny?"

"What?"

"How can you ask your brother about his reproductive functions?" Atlas said flatly. "I have no interest in anyone, but I find it disgusting that my sister would have such desires for me. Not my cup of tea, Penny."

Penny and Slater gasped while Zoren pinched the bridge of his nose. Normally, Zoren would have jumped in to correct Atlas’s misunderstanding, but at the moment, he was too busy restraining himself—not just because he didn’t want to expose his intentions to Penny’s brothers, and not even because he wanted Penny to help them first.

Over his dead body.

"Well..." Penny massaged her nape, summarizing the situation. "Not long ago, Grandma gave me a red soup container for Renren. She said it was to..." help with his bed performance.

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