Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 645: Very old photograph

Sven grumpily walked to his car, his heart swelling with fury at how Atlas had humiliated him. Even though it was just the two of them, Atlas should've reconsidered. After all, Atlas should know that begging him was the last thing Sven would do in this life, but Sven still did.

Why did Sven do that? Why did he swallow his pride and go to see Atlas for the last time?

Because at the end of the day, Sven wanted to regain his former glory through Global Prime Logistics and the Bennet Family. However, Atlas couldn't see that. He wasn't as insightful as he thought he was.

"That damn Atlas..." he gritted his teeth, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

Looking up through the windshield, he glared daggers at the mansion. "Damn this family!"

Sven punched the steering wheel like a maniac, venting his overflowing anger. Panting, his eyes burned as he continued to glare at the mansion.

"They've always been so arrogant," he hissed to himself. "They didn't even have the courtesy to let me into the house. Hah! Let's see if you can still be arrogant in the future."

Sven reached for the compartment in front of the passenger seat in his fury. Taking out a suspicious red envelope, he checked the card inside. His eyes glinted maliciously as he stared at the contact number written beneath the letter.

"They're all the same," he fumed. "I've given him a chance to save himself, but he just paraded why I dislike him in the first place."

When those words rolled off Sven's tongue, he contacted the number and tried to call it. However, the call wouldn't go through. He tried a few times, but the number was out of reach. Frustrated, he sent a message instead.

[To: Unknown

What is your proposal?]

sending that message, he received a reply from the same number. He furrowed his brows, finding it strange

[From: Unknown

Come to this address.

95 St. XX Building....]

his phone. Taking a deep breath, he snapped his eyes back up at the

Family had brought this

and down to Penny. All of them were arrogant fools who thought

got the

now Sven was kicked out, mocked, humiliated, and just

would never accept this. He would get even. So, even if this envelope was sketchy, he didn't care anymore. He would bring down the Bennet Family with

his mind. "That's right. If the company goes under

and creepy. His earlier displeasure faded as he felt elated by the wicked plan forming in his mind. With that, Sven started his car and

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the window, tilting his head slightly to the side. His eyes were fixated on the car driving away from

behind him, his brows

mine is so annoying, Butler Jen. Is there a way to

helplessly, not surprised to hear these remarks from Slater. "I'm afraid you'll have to live with this for the rest of your life." "Unbelievable!" he grumbled, stomping his foot angrily. "Where's Penny?! Isn't she and her husband a smart

grumble, he stormed toward the stairs with the obvious intention of disturbing Penny and her husband. Meanwhile, Butler Jen watched his retreating figure and

should stop him," he whispered, knowing Penny's husband was in the room with her. However, he also knew that the more he

Jen couldn't physically restrain him, but Penny would. The only reassurance Butler Jen told himself was that Penny wouldn't

still too young..." he whispered, turning around, only for his gaze to fall on the window where Slater had been looking out. Out of curiosity, Butler Jen

wondered to himself but didn't dwell on it. Butter Jen