Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59: New friend (?)

Despite the buzz the bet created, Penny quickly moved on from it. It was not that she didn’t understand how big of a deal that bet was, she simply couldn’t care less.

Penny sat on her seat and happily took off her bag when suddenly, a small present landed on her desk.

"Huh?"

Looking up, she saw Patricia towering over her with a sweet smile. "It’s my little peace offering."

"..." Penny skeptically gazed at the small box wrapped beautifully with a pink ribbon. ’Is this a glitter bomb?’

"I know we started on the wrong foot, but I chose to forgive you," Patricia magnanimously expressed.

"But I hadn’t forgiven myself." Sarcasm laced Penny’s voice, but Patricia didn’t get it.

"It’s alright. I forgave you. It doesn’t matter anymore." Patricia grinned. "Are we okay now?"

Penny gazed down at the little present and then up at the pretty young miss. Truthfully, Penny already knew this girl was trouble. This little act reminded her of how Nina befriended the naive young Penny in her first life.

"Okay." She nodded but then slid the gift back to Patricia. "I don’t like gifts."

"But you hadn’t opened it yet!" Patricia frowned. "You don’t know if you like it or not."

"It’s okay. I don’t like gifts and surprises in general."

"No, take it." Patricia slid the gift back to Penny. "It’s rude when someone gives you a present and refuses it."

Penny blinked and said. "But I don’t have the money to buy a return gift."

"It’s fine! Don’t worry. I get tons of gifts every day."

"You do?"

"Of course!" With this topic brought up, Patricia happily slid beside Penny. "Whenever my dad meets his business partners or some other people, they always bring gifts! They know my dad treasures me the most, so they think if they give me a gift, it would be a good start!"

"I see." Penny rocked her head. "So, does this mean you only picked up one of the gifts to give me?"

Patricia placed her hand on her chest and scoffed, very much offended by that question. "Do you think I’m like that?"

Yes.

"Gifts that are meant for me are for me, especially gifts from my parents. I cherish them so much because I know they worked hard for it, alright? And this gift is something I bought yesterday for my new friend."

’Since when did I agree to be your friend?’ Penny faintly clicked her tongue. "Thanks."

’The Miller Family should teach the new generation when to keep their mouths closed,’ Penny thought because, at this point, Patricia was giving out important pieces of information without realizing it.

’She might be very useful,’ Penny mentally nodded. ’I probably didn’t need to invest in intel for now. Well, I don’t have the money.’

Looking at the proud and naive Patricia, Penny couldn’t help but imagine herself in her first life. ’Back then, I was also proud of my brothers and the Bennet’s...’ to the point, she would also blurt out bits and pieces of important information about their family business.

"Patricia, that’s good to know," Penny blurted out, stopping Patricia’s nonstop chit-chat. "But I don’t think you should be saying all of those things to other people. They sound important."

"But you’re not other people." Patricia smiled. "You’re my classmate and my friend. Moreover, even if I tell you, you won’t understand them. You got here because of a full scholarship, right? Nina told me."

"Even if I don’t understand them, there’s this thing called selling information," Penny sighed, thinking that there were actually many people in the upper echelon who do this kind of shady business.

Patricia clicked her tongue, a little annoyed. "Anyway, keep the gift. I chose it myself, so treasure it. You might want to sell it if you don’t have anything else to eat."

Having said that, Patricia gracefully strode back to her seat.

Gazing down at the little present, she glanced back at Patricia.

’She knew I got here because of a full scholarship and still wants to be friends with me?’ Penny shrugged as she kept the little present inside the drawer of her desk. ’I should play along with her for now.’

And with that, their next teacher arrived. Throughout the class, Penny just stayed in the classroom, even during lunchtime. She brought some food with her because Chef Skylar was kind enough to send her some of his new dishes during his quick visit to the country.

Their last subject was more like a vacant time; it was a time for self-study. During this time, most of her classmate would be chatting or finishing their homework or projects in advance. A few like to go out of the classroom to buy some snacks or simply walk around the campus. That was fine as long as they didn’t bother other classes.

Penny cupped her face and gazed at Patricia’s empty seat while tapping her index on the surface of the desk. Underneath her desk was the present Patricia gave to her.

’The gift... where should I put it before I get accused of stealing?’