PAMPERED BY MY THREE BROTHERS: THE RETURN OF THE NEGLECTED HEIRESS Chapter 1864: Extra: IV

[Extra 7: Mint]

“What on earth is this?” In a shadowed room, Mint’s expression soured as she scanned the data on her computer screen. “Even with their strongholds dismantled, the legacy she left behind—”

“What are you looking at?”

Startled, Mint leaped from her seat, her leg slamming against the desk as she spun toward the voice. The blackout curtains had plunged the room into such darkness that Benjamin’s sudden appearance nearly caused her heart to fail.

“Beanie!” she yelled. “You nearly scared me to death! I thought for a moment you were that lunatic Ray!”

Benjamin stood tall, meeting her gaze directly.

“Mint, what is this about?” He gestured toward the monitor. “Why have you returned to digging through these cases?”

Mint nearly tripped over her words before letting out a nervous laugh. “I’m just... I was just bored.”

“You are retired and gave your word that you would stay away from this world!” Benjamin reprimanded her. “Furthermore, look at your state! You are set to begin working for my boss shortly, yet your uniform isn't even ironed properly!”

Benjamin continued to grumble as he threw open the curtains, allowing sunlight to flood the space. He gathered her uniforms over his arm, his nagging reminiscent of a worried mother.

“Tch!” He shot her a stern look. “How do you expect to report for duty with wrinkled clothes?”

Mint pursed her lips, watching him head off to press her clothes. Smacking her lips, she followed him with a skip in her step.

“Beanie~ why don’t you just teach me instead, eh?!” she teased, trailing after him while leaving the computer active and the case files open.

Following the events on the island, Mint had been honored with a badge and a promotion. However, she had declined the advancement, requesting early retirement instead. Given her extraordinary service and perfect record, the President of Anteca himself had granted her request.

Hugo had also received a badge, but unlike Mint, his duties were not yet finished. He was required for one final deployment.

Consequently, Mint was currently enjoying a rare, extended period of rest. During this downtime, however, she frequently found herself investigating the remnants of the criminal underworld.

After Nathalie’s remains were found drifting at sea, her subordinates were all taken into custody. Once the path was clear, their bases in Anteca were seized, while Interpol managed the overseas headquarters.

Yet, despite everything, Nathalie’s influence endured.

The criminal enterprises she built continued to thrive in the shadows. One leader had fallen, but another had already stepped into the void.

Regardless, Nathalie wasn't the only one who left a mark—Mint had as well. Even as Mint stepped back to keep her promise to Benjamin, the courage shown by her and the Bennet family had ignited a spark in those who had followed their long struggle.

While Nathalie’s demise didn't wipe out all darkness from the world, the triumph over her served as a testament that evil does not always win. As long as shadows existed, there would be those ready to fight for justice.

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[Extra 8: Butler Jen and William]

“So, your boy resigned from the firm, did he?” Sitting on a bench within the rooftop garden of Pierson Corporation, William chewed on some bread provided by Butler Jen.

Butler Jen offered a warm smile as he looked at him. “He did indeed, though sir, he is not actually my child. I have simply had the pleasure of watching him grow into an impressive young man.”

“Ahh...” William nodded, well aware of Butler Jen’s profession. “Is that what you call him?”

“Yes.”

Reflecting on it, William realized Butler Jen possessed the same high caliber as Butler Hubert. He began to wonder about the identity of the person Butler Jen served.

“If it’s not too much to ask, who is this... individual you used to visit so often?”

“It is the First Young Master, Atlas.”

“!!!!” William’s face drained of color as his eyes widened in sheer terror.

Unaware of the psychological scars Atlas had inflicted on the man, Butler Jen let out a soft chuckle. “He mentioned he is reconsidering. He truly values your persistence. He hadn't realized how much the Pierson Corporation executives appreciated him.”

Upon hearing this, William shook his head frantically. The mere thought of Atlas returning was enough to paralyze him with dread.

‘No! Do not let that ball of malice back into this building!!’

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[Extra 9: Jonathan]

Jonathan sat in silence, observing the person on the other side of the partition. A thick pane of glass with small perforations for sound separated him from his visitor.

“Zoren Pierson,” Jonathan said, eyeing Zoren’s freezing expression. “What is your business here?”

Zoren scrutinized the man through the glass. Jonathan appeared exhausted; his beard was unkempt, and his hair had grown long enough to be pulled back. While this was Zoren’s first visit since the island arrest, it wasn't the first time they had faced each other in such a setting.

In his previous life, Jonathan had also been imprisoned. The difference now was that Jonathan seemed... more at peace. He looked worn down, certainly, but the old malice had vanished.

Without saying a word, Zoren picked up a folder from the ledge and slid it through the slot at the bottom of the glass.

“What’s this?” Jonathan inquired.

“You’ll know once you read it,” Zoren replied, standing up and looking down at the man. “While I despise your attempts to ruin my father’s name, I acknowledge your cooperation in capturing those involved in the conspiracy.”

Zoren turned to leave immediately. However, after taking a few steps, he paused and glanced back over his shoulder.

“If we are ever born a third time, let us ensure our paths never cross, Vincab.”

Jonathan’s brow furrowed in confusion as he watched Zoren. His attention shifted to the folder, and he reached out to open it. Inside, he found a birth certificate.

It was the only document proving his existence—a testament to his own identity. It wasn't a stolen name used for a plot or a title meant to deceive. It was a name that truly belonged to him.

His lip trembled as he fought back the lump in his throat.

“Mhm.” He bowed his head, tears splashing onto the paper as he wept through clenched teeth. “Let us never meet again in the next life.”

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[Extra 10: The Practiced Babies]

When Zoren and Penny entered the Prime Group following the big reveal, Hayley and Shawn were right behind them. Shawn and Patricia followed along simply because they could. Even if the others weren't shocked by Zoren and Penny’s relationship, they weren't prepared for the next revelation.

Inside the CEO’s office, Hayley, Teddy, Shawn, and Patricia stood while Penny and Zoren occupied the sofa.

“What?” Penny asked, eyeing them with suspicion. “The confusion is resolved, so there’s nothing left for me to do.”

“Miss Penny, your husband was...?” Hayley stammered. “...him?”

Both Penny and Zoren tilted their heads in unison. “Yeah?” she replied. “That is what he stated earlier.”

“Then who was the man who visited you here recently?” Teddy blurted out, causing Penny to frown.

“Who?”

“The guy in the rockstar clothes! The one who always shows up in ripped jeans!”

Penny blinked, and Zoren searched his memory. Only one person fit that specific fashion sense.

“What are you all talking about?” Patricia looked at them with a sigh. “That was Penny.”

“What?!” Hayley and Teddy shouted in unison.

“Tch. How did you guys miss that?” Patricia pulled out her phone, displaying a picture of Penny in her male disguise. “See?”

Leaning in to see the screen, Hayley and Teddy’s mouths fell open. While Penny looked slightly different—resembling Slater a bit—it was clearly her. They looked back and forth between the real Penny and the photo in disbelief.

Penny, meanwhile, narrowed her eyes. “Patricia, why do you have a photo of me in my disguise?”

“...” Patricia bit her lip and tucked her phone away quickly. “Oh, no reason! I just thought I should keep it as a core memory.”

“Core memory?” Penny muttered skeptically as Patricia avoided her eyes.

Then, Zoren spoke up.

“You are wearing it,” he noted, looking at Teddy. “I am pleased you enjoy it.”

“Huh?” Everyone turned to him, bewildered. “Wearing what, sir?”

Zoren nodded toward his wrist. “The watch.”

“The watch?” Teddy repeated, looking down at his wrist. He looked confused.

Wasn't this the gift he received from Father?

“I see that all of you are wearing the items I sent,” Zoren remarked with satisfaction. “I’m glad they suit you.”

The four of them stared at him in stunned silence before Patricia finally gasped, “You’re... you are Father?!”

Zoren gave a small smile. “I am indeed, my least favorite child.”