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, you're acting very weird. You're scaring me-Butler Jen! My brother is turning into

followed Atlas into the kitchen to check on Slater, stopped at the entrance.

Butler Jen, confused. "What's

Atlas ignored him and slammed his hand on the table. His action only made Slater jump in his

a simple question," Atlas

"I don't want to!"

"Why?"

me like you want to borrow it!" Slater hissed, now irritated with his first brother. He pushed himself away grumpily and stood in front of Atlas. "First Brother, why don't you just tell me why

fixed on Slater. "But first, let me see

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

his period. Always picking on

staring at Slater's back the entire time. Right now, Slater was acting as usual. However, Atlas couldn't shake the suspicion in

to be involved in any of this. Moreover, if the person who saved him in the car accident was Slater,

much

personality when drunk, and

himself standing in front of the garage as Slater pulled up the roll-up door. The metal clanging echoed in

looks ugly," Atlas blurted out, causing Slater's blood

to say it's ugly?!" Slater gasped in disbelief. "This is bullying! I'm being

of worry, couldn't hide the dismay on

I don't think that's going to help calm

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