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?!

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

give you some time to think about it," she said, pushing herself

I leave you to think about my offer, know that your sister is going to die soon," she remarked, watching his pupils dilate. "Atlas Bennet is doing everything he can to stop her execution. Yet you have the opportunity to stop it. Would you really let Penelope die and even let Atlas die... just

words stopped Slater's world

Bennet," she said. "My men will be here with you. So, tell them if you've already decided. They will

whose knees had been pressing on Slater's back released him, following the woman quietly. All of the men around Slater left just like her, leaving him alone with the blinding lights and a

pushed himself up after what felt like an eternity, and for some reason, he found himself sitting in the same spot. He hugged his knees, eyes on the dirty floor, his mind filled

[Save Penelope Bennet.]

doing everything he can to stop the

just give

jaw tightened, his

gleaming with bitterness. He

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

do it,' he told himself. The

him with dread. 'But I also...

tirelessly to think of ways to stop her execution.

just give up

mind, deepening his bitterness. Slowly, he closed his eyes and breathed

surrounded him, making him hear every beat of

life just now,' he thought, recalling his thoughts

and how they had all ended up...

Why struggle?

What for?