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

Chapter 814: Tip of the iceberg

Chapter 814: Tip of the iceberg

Deep lines appeared between Sven's brows as he looked back at Atlas with confusion. "A deal?" he blurted out. "If that deal involves getting me out of here, then I'll take it."

"As I mentioned, it's not the deal you think it is, but it's not bad either," Atlas repeated, thinking the voices in Sven's head were so loud that the man couldn't hear him properly. "After the crime you committed, I'm not so corrupt as to not think about the victim. I can't do that. Even if I wanted to, I'm not above the law."

"Forget it." Sven snorted, pushing himself away from the table. "If you're not going to get me out of here, then forget it. I'm not listening to your offer-I don't care about it."

Atlas arched a brow briefly, unfazed by Sven's response. "I'll catch them for you."

"Hah?"

"Those other people," Atlas said, keeping it vague because Sven surely knew who he was talking about. "It's strange that you confessed to everything you did, but I'm sure there's a reason. I might not be able to get you out of here because this is a result of your own actions. However, I can put them behind bars just like you."

Slowly, Atlas leaned closer. "Sven, you're the most vengeful person I've ever known. How can you accept that while you're going to rot in here, your accomplices are outside, walking freely? That isn't fair, is it?"

Sven pressed his lips together, narrowing his eyes at Atlas. For a moment, he slid his gaze toward the corner where the officer was standing. He cleared his throat and huffed, then snapped his eyes back to Atlas.

"Atlas." Sven leaned forward, his voice lowering. "Are you doing drugs?"

Atlas arched a brow. "What?"

and I did it alone. Why are you still looking for other people to be involved in this? Isn't having me here not enough?

crazy man. Talking nonsense. Hey, Atlas! If you're going to come here again next time, make sure what you want

back and cast the officer an indifferent look. "Hey, isn't my visitation time over? Come and get me out of here. I don't want to talk to someone who belongs

walked over to Sven, unlocked the handcuffs from the table, and then re-fixed them in place as he had done when Sven

at Atlas one last time. He didn't say anything, nor did

himself as he stood up and

The thing he'd said about Sven being the most vengeful person Atlas had ever known was true. It was clear, since Sven would do

then no one else would. That was how

perhaps, it was how he would

The first test was to

consciousness. The second test

whether or not

working alone

outside help.

suddenly brought

it and kept verbally attacking Atlas's mental state. But that also answered Atlas's

strange. If there was no one else, Sven would've at least said there was-just to give me some unnecessary work. After all, he's already

would Sven

the offensive side. No matter how hot-blooded and reckless Sven was, that