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

Chapter 815: How can I do it with these people in here?

Chapter 815: How can I do it with these people in here?

[Short Flashback]

"Kick Atlas Bennet out of the company and get it done as soon as possible. The pill bottle in front of you will help. You know there's a quicker and easier way to get there without having to go through the hassle of the natural route."

Stephen sat in a private dining room, his eyes falling on the bottle of pills in front of him. His gaze then shifted to the cell phone just inches from the bottle. No one else was in the room besides him and the cell phone, which had been served along with his tea and the pill bottle by the server.

"That quicker and easier way..." Stephen trailed off, clasping his hands in his lap. "You mean you want me to kill the chairman?"

The voice on the other end of the line chuckled. "Aren't you a little too direct, Mr. Bennet? I'm not asking you to kill Chairman Bennet. I'm simply... suggesting, and I'm giving you ammunition in case you decide to go that route."

"..." Stephen snorted. "Are you trying to pin all the blame on me?"

"If you can do it without resorting to this, then by all means, Mr. Bennet. However, we both know that taking down Atlas Bennet and snatching his position the natural way is impossible for you."

The veins in Stephen's forehead protruded, but he couldn't retort. No matter how much he despised this idea, it was the truth. Taking down Atlas the natural way was impossible. After all, Atlas wasn't just a clever man he had been trained by Charles and guided by Haines.

Those two had worked hand in hand in the past for Global Prime Logistics. If not for Charles and Haines, the company wouldn't have been in a good place when Atlas took over.

"Good luck, Mr. Bennet," the man on the other end remarked meaningfully. "May I hear good news soon. Your son's fate is in your hands now."

Clack.

edge of the table, feeling his entire body weaken.

gotten involved with them, he wouldn't be

in front of him, and he sighed heavily again.

it is that it won't leave any evidence because, before the person dies, they'll

words the person

in distress,

own hands. He would curse and even wish someone dead, but doing it

But here he was.

couch, Stephen clutched the bottle of pills that contained

Could he do it?

Stephen quickly hid the bottle and stood as a sign of

he asked himself once again. 'Can

questioning whether he could carry out such a vile act. Could he really drug

he really

can't do it,' Stephen told himself, mentally shaking his head. However, as he watched Chairman Bennet struggle with each step, walking with

other hand, was still young. He had a bright future ahead if Stephen focused on him and monitored him. But the chairman had already lived a long

Bennet glared up at Stephen, frowning. "What are you looking at, huh?" "Uh." Stephen snapped out of his thoughts and cleared his throat, forcing a smile. "I'm just... nothing, Chairman. Wait,

he's not that

Stephen heard the familiar voice of a man

entrance,

The