Chapter 871: Petty Bennets
"Slater, how’s my wings?" Hugo asked, checking his wings in case the mild collision had damaged them.
Slater, on the other hand, dutifully checked his brother’s wings to make sure they were fine.
"As far as I know, you weren’t walking backward," Atlas remarked in his usual flat tone, staring at his brothers, who seemed overly concerned about their big, blinking wings after Patricia had bumped into Hugo’s chest.
"First Brother, there’s this thing called impact," Hugo lectured in a knowing tone. "I’m afraid the impact might hurt these wings. They’re too pretty."
Atlas, Penny, Ginnie, and even Mark couldn’t help but narrow their eyes at Hugo. No one had questioned Hugo’s preference before, but now they couldn’t help but wonder. Not that it was a problem, but still, it was a bit shocking.
"Weird," Atlas commented, shaking his head. His brothers just ignored him, focusing on the wings, while Atlas turned his attention to the person who had bumped into his brothers. "Patricia Miller."
"What—what?" Patricia raised her chin high, puffing her chest out, showing them she wasn’t afraid. "You Bennets don’t own the way, so don’t act like you do and blame others for bumping into you!"
"I didn’t blame you for bumping into Hugo," Atlas answered flatly. "Are you hearing voices in your head?"
Patricia’s face crumpled, then she smirked. "Whatever. There’s no point in arguing with people like you! Hmp!"
With that, Patricia straightened her back, planning to walk to the side and avoid them. She had come here early to stir trouble for Nina, knowing the Bennets would likely be late—like usual.