Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1388

Chapter 1388: I’ll be a good boss

"Wait! Miss Miller."

Patricia stopped in her tracks just as she stepped out of the building and turned to look at the person calling her. Rushing toward her was Shawn Lowie, the first applicant in their group.

"Oh, hey there!" Patricia smiled, raising her brows as she blinked at him. "What’s up?"

Shawn, a rather large guy, sighed as he offered Patricia a small smile. "About back there... thank you for what you said."

"Huh?" Patricia tilted her head. "What did I say?"

"I mean, your recommendation," he clarified, his smile turning wry and almost apologetic. "I didn’t expect you to say my name. After I messed up that third question, I was sure I didn’t have a chance anymore. But after everything you said... even if I don’t get a call back, I think I’ll be fine."

Patricia blinked. Then blinked again.

All she had done was say what she thought. To be honest, she hadn’t meant to encourage him—she had simply answered the question. And yet, looking at this big guy, she felt a strange tingling in her chest.

It wasn’t unpleasant.

Slowly, her smile widened until her teeth showed. "Hehe. Of course, you should thank me! Haha! I’m the only one who saw your talent, after all! Wahaha!"

"..."

Shawn nearly took a step back as Patricia erupted into a maniacal laugh. He had already thought she was a little... eccentric—if that was even the right word—but right now, she seemed like a completely different person. Even so, he found himself smiling in relief.

At the end of the day, Patricia had given him hope, even if she wasn’t aware of it. Or rather, even if that wasn’t her intention.

"You’re blocking the way."

A sudden voice made them both turn. Teddy had just stepped out of the building, his usual composed demeanor intact. Unlike the two of them, he didn’t linger—he simply marched ahead.

"Hey!" Patricia called after him. When he stopped and glanced back, she pointed at herself with a grin. "Aren’t you going to thank me?"

"Why would I thank you?"

She frowned. "He’s thanking me for picking him, but I picked you first! That was nice of me, wasn’t it?"

"..." Teddy simply stared at her before shaking his head and continuing on his way.

"Gosh..." Patricia clicked her tongue, pouting as she watched him go. "So ungrateful."

Beside her, Shawn nodded. "He’s a bit arrogant, yeah. But then again, he’s also really smart and brilliant. So, I guess that backs up his arrogance."

"Well, whatever." Patricia shrugged, then flashed him a smug smile. "Once I get a call back, I’ll call you, okay?"

"Oh..." Shawn hesitated. A small part of him still wanted the job, but he sighed faintly and shrugged. "I guess I’m not cut out for the role. But office work in the CEO’s office isn’t so bad."

"Hey," Patricia said, happily pointing to herself with her thumb. "Don’t feel bad. This secretarial job is meant for me. It’s not about your qualifications or anything—it’s just fate."

"Oh... kay?"

"But don’t worry," she added, winking. "Once I’m hired, I’ll be a good boss to you."

For a second, Shawn was speechless. He wasn’t sure if it was because of Patricia’s absolute conviction that she’d get the job or because she didn’t seem the least bit worried.

"You think that’s all it takes to replace you and Uncle Wild?" Penny narrowed her eyes, making Yugi chuckle.

"Alright, I’ll call them for the final interview," he said, standing. "Also, about that guy, Shawn Lowie."

"What about him?"

Yugi exhaled. "Honestly, I wasn’t impressed. If it were up to me, I wouldn’t call him back. But I still need to hear your thoughts."

Penny pondered for a moment. "I’m curious about what Patricia sees in him. Give him a call... and put down the job ad. I’m satisfied with what we’ve seen so far. I don’t think we’ll find anyone better."

"Alright." Yugi nodded, about to leave before he turned back. "Penny, are you staying here tonight?"

"What makes you ask that?"

"That wine." He pointed at an unopened bottle on the mini bar. "It’s out. Which means you’re thinking about drinking it."

A slow smirk curled Penny’s lips. "I haven’t decided. But I might."

"Are you sad? Or is this a drink for a celebration?"

"It’s a drink to hopefully remember something," she murmured. "Quite ironic, isn’t it?"

"It is." Yugi nodded before walking away. "Don’t drink too much."

As his figure disappeared, Penny’s smirk faded. Slowly, she turned her gaze to the bottle of wine.

"No matter how much I rack my brain, I just can’t remember everything," she whispered. "But the other me... might."