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

Chapter 833: Need a ride

Chapter 833: Need a ride

Stephen could barely sit still in his office, constantly massaging his temples and taking deep breaths. Although he had been in the office all day, there was nothing he could remember doing. He would just pace back and forth, then return to his seat, and the cycle would repeat.

Ring!

Stephen almost jumped in surprise when his phone rang. Checking it, he huffed upon seeing his alarm. freewebnøvel.com

"It's already time to go home," he murmured, pinching the bridge of his nose in distress. "Yet, still no word from Atlas or Slater."

He ran his finger through his hair in frustration, rubbing his hand across his face. He drew another deep breath, a little surprised at how quickly time had passed without him noticing. What was even more surprising was that he hadn't done anything productive for him to forget about time.

"I should just go home," he mumbled. "I'm still on leave. It's better that way."

Nodding to himself, telling himself to take a break from the anxiety, Stephen gathered his things and left his office. He didn't stop to speak with anyone, leaving work as usual. While walking, he kept reminding himself that he had already tried to confess everything to Atlas, but the latter had told him to save it for later.

When Stephen reached the lobby, he walked out without stopping to talk to anyone. His car was already parked right outside the building, visible through the glass entrance. However, his driver wasn't standing outside, waiting for him.

"..." His steps slowed, swallowing the tension in his throat. 'Don't tell me... the person inside the car...'

Stephen looked to his left and right, hoping someone would stop him or buy him some time. Normally, his driver would always be waiting to open the backseat door for him. His driver had always done that without fail.

'Please... not again,' he lamented internally, slowing his pace even more in hopes that it would take forever to reach the exit. However, no matter how slowly he walked, Stephen eventually reached the building's entrance.

heart sank as he stepped outside, only to find a young driver standing outside the driver's seat. The driver walked around the car, opening

Stephen told himself. 'How do they do

message to Stephen-one he hadn't

Bennet," the driver said, bowing slightly as Stephen approached

the young driver, already aware that he might end up somewhere other

time.

me." The driver looked up at him, no trace

No, it

car. But just before he could step in, he heard an annoyingly familiar voice from behind

"Stephen!"

There was only one person in this world who could

and Haines approaching. "What do you want now, Charles? What I said last time... doesn't that

much?" Charles gasped in disbelief, his face contorting into a frown. "See what I told you, Haines? This old man will die before

feeling his anger rise

the other hand, sighed deeply. "Stephen, Charles and I were having dinner at Alison's restaurant. How about

snorted, preferring to face those threatening his life rather than spending time

that, Stephen turned his back on them and tried to get in the car. But just as he placed his foot inside, Charles grabbed the top of the

eyes blazing with frustration. "Let go. I already told you I'm not

to, but Haines and

as Charles spoke, Haines approached the front passenger side.

he said, getting in