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

Chapter 695: Nothing is sometimes something

Atlas and Chairman Bennet sat down on a set of couches, with the chairman on the one-seater while Atlas occupied the long sofa. Chairman Bennet rocked his head, squinting at his grandson.

"I heard what you did during the emergency board meeting," said the chairman, his tone uncertain. "Good work."

Atlas nodded, a bit surprised by that.

"Atlas," Chairman Bennet called solemnly. "I understand that you want to believe in your assistant-"

"I don't just want to believe it, Chairman," Atlas interrupted, cutting off his grandfather as it seemed the latter was trying to talk him out of the whole Allen situation. "I believe it. I believe in him."

Chairman Bennet studied the look in Atlas's eyes, almost laughing at the way Atlas said his words. The shine of resolve in his eyes reminded him of his son. Surely, Charles had a little bit of him in his sons.

"I'm not trying to talk you out of it," Chairman Bennet clarified. "Relax, Atlas. You don't have to look at me as if I am your enemy."

Was he not?

Atlas pressed his lips tighter, tempted to call his grandfather out. After all, this old man had always antagonized Atlas from the moment he sat down on that board. If not for a single card-that golden invitation-would this man leave him alone?

It took this man to stop his antics because of one golden card.

Just a card.

The more Atlas thought about it, the more his heart burned with fury. Surely, what happened to Allen affected him greatly.

Chairman Bennet let out a deep exhale. "I approve of your decision to not turn your back on your people."

"Are you saying that because you know you won't change my mind?"

saying it because it's what I taught your father, and he taught it to you," Chairman Bennet stressed. "You don't turn your back on your own people. It's what the Bennets do. Even if your people's actions are something you're not proud of, you don't turn your back on them. You cut them loose, but until they are

to this young man. "It's why it angered me

is, I'm proud of you, Atlas," he expressed. "This might not

Chairman Bennet paused, holding Atlas's gaze as his own shone with fury. "Make sure to catch whoever that bastard is trying to sow

flickered across

at each other without another word. However, their eyes already spoke of what they

this would pay

*******

Meanwhile...

soon as he reached home. "That brat...

still hadn't forgotten how Atlas kicked Sven out. Even now, Stephen hadn't seen the chairman because the latter wouldn't

beautiful woman in her mid-fifties looked at him with worry. "Honey, why don't

looking at his beautiful wife, who had aged so gracefully.

smiled wryly. "Step, just let

their family problems, Stephen marched up the stairs. His wife

yelled, ready to vent his

down!" the woman hurriedly matched her husband's pace, soothing him as she didn't

just what sort of

his father when Stephen beard about

He was

Stephen, who was left in the company, had to carry that shame. Even his voice in the company was being muffled, as his son's actions affected his credibility. Instead

"Sven!"

in without a second thought. However, Sven was not on the bed, nor was he in the study area. Moving their gaze

at the top of her lungs

on her bottom. She placed a hand on her gaping mouth, her wide eyes

froze, staring at his son hanging on the door of his bathroom. It took him a moment to realize what they had