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

Chapter 986: Who... do you want to die?

"Do you want to save your sister, Slater Bennet? I can save her and help you gain skills you never thought you'd gain. In return, I want you to kill someone for me."

Slater instinctively held his breath, the slight pang in the back of his head momentarily forgotten as the hand gripping his hair tightened. For a moment, his eyes slowly dilated, his brain blanking as it tried to process the words that had just left her mouth.

"What?" His voice trembled. "Kill... someone?"

The woman lowered her head slightly. "Don't worry. My men will teach you how. It's just a matter of whether you want to save Penelope Bennet or not."

"You said it yourself. Your family is nothing, and just now, you've given up your life, haven't you? If you've already given up, instead of dying miserably and without reason, why not use it for something more... meaningful?" she urged calmly. "Why not spend the rest of your pathetic life helping others? For instance, helping your pitiful and innocent little sister."

"I—I—I can't," Slater breathed out, his mind seemingly engaging in selective hearing as he ignored the rest of her remarks. He laughed nervously, shaking his head. "How can I kill someone when I can't even hurt a fly?"

No matter how fierce and blunt Slater portrayed himself to be, he was, admittedly,

a coward. He wasn't like his second brother, who had no fear and would fight

anyone who challenged him. Even though Atlas wasn't like Hugo, Atlas was fearless as long as he was right. Atlas wouldn't bow down, even if he were beaten to a pulp.

But Slater... he was scared of being hurt. He might act haughty, but he was still just a kid.

Yet, this woman was asking him to commit murder.

How could he do that?!

ask me to do something else?" he blurted out nervously, shaking his head. "I can't do what you're asking me to do.

"I'll give you some time to think about it," she

his pupils dilate. "Atlas Bennet is doing everything he can to stop her execution. Yet you have the opportunity to stop it. Would

her words stopped Slater's world for a

here with you. So, tell them

woman quietly. All of the men around Slater left just like her, leaving him alone with

what felt like an eternity, and for some reason, he found himself sitting in the same spot. He

[Save Penelope Bennet.]

doing everything he can to stop

give

tightened, his

gleaming with bitterness. He

somehow, he felt as though chains were crawling around his ankles and body. These invisible chains restrained him from breathing, keeping

told himself. The mere thought of taking

also...

had been working tirelessly to think of ways to

you just give up

Slowly, he closed his eyes and breathed out. He rested

him, making him hear

life just now,' he thought,

had fallen, and how they had all ended up... at

Why struggle?

What for?