Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1859

Chapter 1859: Special Delivery for Atlas

With Atlas coming home unexpectedly, the family decided to have a party to celebrate. With so many of them, including the helpers in the house, they quickly set everything up.

No one wasted time catching up on the year they hadn’t spent together—there was just so much to say. All the things that had happened in Anteca and everything Atlas could share with them. They were so caught up in conversation that they didn’t even notice the time until Butler Jen lit the fire pit.

"A camp, huh?" Atlas tilted his head and then snapped his gaze at his mother. "Why should I go?"

Jessa rolled her eyes. "You need to go because the person who needs it the most is you, Slater, and Yugi. Maybe even Hugo, so his wife doesn’t divorce him."

Atlas blinked slowly. "But why?"

"Atlas, it’s fine if you don’t want to go—" Allison began, but Jessa raised her hand to stop her.

"Atlas, you need this for a few reasons," Jessa said, raising her finger. "First of all, your little siblings aren’t going to have weddings until you get your own. Now, even my children were using the same excuse. Second, your mother is worried you’ll waste every opportunity you have to get a wife."

When everyone heard this, they all turned their attention to Jessa.

"I don’t think I’ll like where this is going," Penny muttered, leaning toward Kiara. "Should we stop her?"

Kiara pressed her lips together, noticing Jessa’s red cheeks from the beer she was chugging. "I’m scared of her, though."

Penny and Kiara turned to Nina. She smiled weakly at them and whispered, "Me too. I’m even more scared of her."

So, everyone just bit their tongues and held their breath. Even Charles, Lester, and Haines were silent, scared of both Jessa and Atlas. Zoren, Finn, and Yugi didn’t want to get involved either. They could only hope this wouldn’t go where they thought it might. The rest—Allen, Benjamin, Slater, and Mint—just watched curiously.

"You’re saying I might end up alone when I’m older than Dad?" Atlas asked flatly. "What makes you all think I’ll end up single my whole life?"

"Goodness." Jessa scoffed, crossing her arms and leaning back.

Just seeing her demeanor made everyone swallow hard, drinking their drinks to help push down the tension in their throats. Then, what they feared most came out of her mouth.

"Atlas, how come you’re so smart and still don’t get this?" she continued. "Look at you! You’re the oldest, and yet, even at this age, you’re still a virgin!"

Everyone’s breath hitched, others almost choked on their drinks, and their eyes shifted to Atlas. Much to their surprise, Atlas didn’t react. If anything, he seemed calm, with no sign of the usual vengeful demeanor that would usually show when he didn’t like what was being said.

"Am I dreaming?" Charles blurted out quietly, rubbing his eyes. "He’s not angry?"

Then, came Atlas’s cold and flat reply;

"Who said I’m still a virgin?"

"What?!" Everyone gasped in disbelief. Even Jessa’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "HUH?! You’re not—when?! Abroad?! Do you have a girlfriend?!"

"Aren’t we talking about virginity and not a partner?" Atlas cocked his head, shifting his gaze to Penny.

When Penny met his eyes, she furrowed her brows. "Why are you looking at me..." she trailed off as realization hit her. Her jaw dropped, wide-eyed.

"First Brother, don’t tell me—"

"EH?!"

The entire mansion nearly tilted from left to right as everyone’s shocked voices echoed in the lobby. Eyes widened and mouths gaped as their complexions turned pale.

Surrounding the wide coffee table were two baskets. Each contained a baby, seemingly identical twins. One baby had thick furrowed brows, looking like a grumpy old man trapped in a baby’s body. The other? A girl with sharp eyes and a cold demeanor as if, despite her young age, she was already done with the world.

"It has a letter," Butler Jen huffed faintly, showing them the letter. He passed it to Atlas. It read:

[To: Atlas Bennet]

"That’s it," he added. "They’re for you, First Young Master."

Everyone’s mouths parted wider, darting their eyes between Atlas and the babies on the table. The more they looked, the more they couldn’t help but see the resemblance.

"Oh, my lord," Allison blurted out, clutching her chest, eyes on the babies. She covered her mouth because everyone else had their mouths wide open.

"Heh," Atlas leaned over and gazed at the babies before smirking and casting Haines and Grace a smug look. "I take it back. You’re not the first placer after all."

He then gazed down at the babies in the baskets. "I should enroll them in college as soon as possible."

Everyone: "!!!"