Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 785

Chapter 785: Pisses me off

"Me, me! I did it! Why? Did they like it?!"

"Didn’t she hear that there’s a problem with it?" the young lady in Penny’s group earlier crossed her arms under her chest, shaking her head. They had already peeled all the potatoes and were currently taking a break.

The man beside her sighed. "I didn’t touch that food."

"Good thing I stayed far away from that dish since it was Auntie Mildred’s," the other guy remarked, and the three of them nodded in agreement.

The rest of the people in the kitchen slowly turned their attention from Mildred to the enthusiastic Penny. They watched as Penny quickly removed her gloves and draped them over the kitchen sink before taking off her apron.

Everyone would probably think Penny was trying to take credit, if not for the fact that the person who came in had mentioned a problem with the dish. That only meant trouble. Thus, their opinions quickly divided: some thought Penny was taking the fall, while others believed she simply missed the part about the problem.

"What is this brat saying?" Mildred huffed, shaking her head as she gazed at the server. "I made it — what seems to be the problem?"

"You are being summoned to the dinner hall," the server said sternly. "At once."

Deep lines appeared on Mildred’s slightly wrinkled face as she tried to understand what the problem could be. When she stepped forward, the young lady near her held her arm.

"Auntie..." the woman, Ashley, shook her head, her lips pressed into a thin line. "I don’t feel good about this."

Mildred sighed heavily, peeling the woman’s hand from her arm. Without a word, she marched toward the entrance, facing the server sternly.

"Just in case you don’t know, I am part of the fifth branch of the family," Aunt Mildred said to the server. "Watch your tone with me. Not because I am — we are in the kitchen, you can think you’re above us. Outside of this event, and the rest of the year except tonight, you won’t even be able to hold a candle to anyone in this kitchen."

Despite her short stature and evident age, Mildred carried herself with dignity and pride. She looked at the staff who had entered the kitchen, talking as if they were above her.

The staff cleared his throat and nodded. "This way."

"Hmp!" Mildred harrumphed before following the staff to the dining hall.

"I’m done —" Penny started, only to stop when she saw Mildred walking out with the staff. "Auntie, wait for me!" _{fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm}

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