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

Chapter 824: Stick to the plan

Chapter 824: Stick to the plan

"I'm revealing this to you and only you because I want to give you reassurance. I can help you."

Help.

All this time, Stephen had thought he wouldn't get any help. After all, those people had ambushed him right in front of the police station, erasing all hope for him from the get-go. With how things went down, Stephen believed he was up against a very powerful force.

And if he didn't listen, his entire world would come crashing down.

They cornered him at his most desperate moment, and taking advantage of this desperation, they extinguished any sight of hope. It was as though Stephen had fallen into a hypnotic trance, unable to see a way out anymore.

But hearing that word, "Help," made him wonder if it was possible.

"Slater..." Stephen hurriedly scooted to the corner of the couch, closing the distance between them. He pointed at Slater's pocket with a trembling finger. "That-that ID... is it... is it real? It says Homeland Security Special Division-are you really not pranking me?"

"Even if I'm as foolish as you think I am, do you think I'd joke about something like this?"

Stephen gulped. "Are you sure you can help me? I mean, how did you even get in there? You're a celebrity. How come no one knows about this? No, your father probably knows, huh? Or maybe Atlas-Hugo! He must know, right?"

"Correction, I am an artist, not a celebrity. Even if I'm going to fall into that category, the right term is superstar," Slater corrected. "Second, no, they don't know. Surprisingly, you're the only one who knows. I didn't expect it either, but I've already revealed it to you."

"..." Stephen studied Slater with shaky eyes, unsure whether he should fully believe him now. But then again, this was no joking matter.

an agent. This agency might not be as well-known as other international ones, but Stephen had heard of them plenty of times in his life. Simply put, Homeland Security was more of an Internal Affairs agency-they were the police of the police. They focused mainly on national security. If this agency was involved, it meant things were bad. In other words, it was huge and serious, and for Slater to be a part of it meant he was

all,

Rocking his head in satisfaction, Slater continued, "I'm not joking with you.

back and leaned back slightly,

you what I can, but I can't tell you more. However,

you, and I can get away with it," he emphasized, locking eyes with his uncle. "I am the only hope you have right now. So, if you

After that, he nodded,

would be asking Slater what to do. But if it was true that Slater was who he claimed to be, then perhaps there was hope left

satisfaction. Slater leaned

what you know about these people," Slater urged calmly. "From

tell

how small

out if this plan will work or if I still have to

in understanding. He cleared his throat

Once the first word

rocked his head, not

seen this person I've been talking to," Stephen continued.

was either by people walking by, telling me that he wanted to talk to me. Then, I would go to whatever meeting place I was told, and

eyebrow when Stephen eagerly added, "But I'd know him if I heard his voice. I get nightmares because of him. So, I'll definitely know who he was, just from his

"That's not necessary."