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

Chapter 823: You’re a cop?

Chapter 823: You're a cop?

"Let him learn from his mistake and don't punish yourself and the rest of your family just because of your son. Auntie and Sofia were innocent. Don't punish them."

A tear slowly rolled down Stephen's cheek without him realizing it, while his eyes remained fixed on Slater. A large lump formed in his throat, his lips quivering as he heard the words he already knew which he had been shunning because of the situation.

It wasn't like Stephen didn't know that. It was just that perhaps he needed to hear it from someone else.

Who would have thought that someone else would be Slater Bennet? The little fool of the Bennet family the one Stephen would least expect to say such honest, yet kind words.

Stephen clasped his hair, resting his elbow on his leg, weeping quietly. "I can't just abandon my son. I know what he did was wrong, and I don't want to condone it, but... how can I just let him be, when he's all alone in there? My son is foolish and easily manipulated; he's not kind, but... he isn't a bad person."

"No one's born bad," Slater whispered, his sharpness and unforgiving look softening as he watched his uncle break down. "But in the end, we... have to keep living because of the people in the present and future."

For a while, Slater remained quiet, allowing his uncle to gather his thoughts. He knew Stephen was a prideful man, but for him to break down in front of anyone meant a lot of things. Slater wouldn't lie if he said he didn't pity the man.

question Atlas about everything. He never tried to sabotage Atlas,

day, Stephen might not have been the most affectionate and had a traditional way of parenting, but he was still a father.

even if he knew Sven had done it, he wanted to do something for him as a father. Even when

tear

down, I don't know what they'll do to me. But I'm sure they'll eventually silence me! They're scary people, and I don't know what to do

paused, exhaling a jagged breath. "Slater, I beg you... please don't tell anyone

were planning to do, Uncle." He tilted his head to the side, intrigued as to what Stephen had

can, or buy myself some more time have no idea. I'm at the end of my wits-I need to secure my wife and daughter first. Then there's Sven. Even if I let Sven face

already in state

"I know, and it's

Slater remarked, halting Stephen's confused thoughts.

Stephen furrowed his brows, more confused than ever. "What did you

slid his hand inside his jacket and pulled out his wallet. He flipped through different cards before carefully withdrawing a

you heard that Sven was