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

Chapter 707

Chapter 707: Your gaze might dent it.

The table was laden with a feast of various sweets, yet only one person was munching through everything like a king. Despite the sugary spread, Slater's face was as sour as an unripened tamarind.

"That bas-"

"Slater!"

Slater flinched when he heard Atlas's voice ring out in the dining room. Turning his head toward the entrance, he arched a brow and watched his eldest brother storm straight toward him. He leaned back when Atlas stood very close, grabbing his arm and inspecting it closely.

Atlas checked Slater's wrists and arms for any injuries or wounds, taking hold of his other arm to check as well. Given the severity of the accident, Slater should have had a bruise or some injury. But there was none.

"Uh... First Brother?" Slater asked, his voice filled with confusion. "What are you doing?"

Atlas snapped his eyes at Slater, drawing his lips into a thin line. "Where have you been?"

"Huh?"

"Where have you been?"

"Uh... somewhere?" Slater blinked, pulling his arms from his brother's grip. "First Brother, why are you asking? Since when did you ask where I've been?"

Atlas drew a deep breath, trying to approach the matter calmly. "Where's your car?"

are you looking for my car now?" Slater frowned deeply this time. "First Brother,

at the entrance. He darted his eyes between Slater in the chair and Atlas standing beside

Atlas," called Butler Jen, confused.

table. His action only made Slater jump in his seat in surprise, looking up

question," Atlas breathed out. "Let me see your

"I don't want to!"

"Why?"

himself away grumpily and stood in front of Atlas. "First Brother, why don't you just tell me

his eyes fixed on Slater. "But first, let me see your car. Why don't you want to

lips curved downward even more as he held Atlas's gaze fearlessly. "Fine! I'll show you my car! Tch! But you have to tell me why you're acting like this later!" He rolled his eyes and stomped away, leading Atlas to the garage

on his period. Always picking on me-tch!" Slater grumbled, clearly displeased with his first

as he followed him to the garage. He kept quiet, staring at Slater's back the entire

with Slater, but he didn't want Slater to be involved in any of this. Moreover, if the person

much he truly knew about his

a different personality when drunk, and then

enough, Atlas found himself standing in front of the garage as Slater pulled up the roll-up door. The metal clanging echoed in their ears, but Atlas was unfazed. When it was fully open, his eyes landed on the dent-free, shiny red sports

looks ugly," Atlas blurted out, causing

just threaten me with showing you my car only to say it's ugly?!" Slater gasped in disbelief. "This is bullying! I'm being bullied by my own brother! Butler Jen, did you hear

two out of worry, couldn't hide the dismay on his face. He looked at Atlas in disbelief, not expecting that comment at

don't think that's going to help calm whatever situation is brewing here," said Butler Jen,

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