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

Chapter 1162: Please tell me the truth.

Benjamin and Slater hung their heads low, wide-eyed. They couldn't believe what they had just heard. This shouldn't surprise them, but they hadn't thought about it earlier. They had been too focused on finding their way out. Had it not been for one of the hostages in the building telling them the way, they would have taken much longer.

Besides, they didn't think they had been abducted for that long. It had been only an hour or two since they were taken. They didn't think that was enough to raise an alarm, especially since Slater and Benjamin had gone to night markets before and stayed out late.

But Atlas was saying...

Slowly, Benjamin and Slater lifted their heads and locked eyes with Atlas. Atlas's presence alone was enough proof that the names of those who infiltrated the base to rescue them were indeed inside. Otherwise, Atlas wouldn't be there.

"I need to go back," Slater breathed out and quickly turned.

"Slater," Atlas called, taking large steps toward them. He grabbed Slater's arm and pulled him until Slater was facing him. "Stay here."

Slater's eyes shone with bitterness as he clenched his teeth. "First Brother."

"You and Benjamin already escaped. That means those guys can only worry about themselves. It's too dangerous."

"But Penny is there!" Slater argued. "She's there for me, and... I have to let her know I'm safe."

"Stay." Atlas gripped his brother's shoulder tighter, his eyes sharp. "It's much better that way. I'm sure they'll eventually find out that you're not there anymore."

"But-"

"Help is on the way," Atlas added, cutting off Slater's argument before he could even start. However, Atlas knew that was a lie. Before his group arrived, they had already realized that the police were useless, so they didn't even try to report the situation.

Before they lost signal, Atlas had tried contacting some people for help. But this place was a sixteen-hour flight from Anteca, and even if help arrived, he wasn't sure if it would come immediately. Even so, he needed to keep Slater out of the danger zone.

were seven of you inside. Now, it's down to five. They'll be fine, Slater. Otherwise, things might get even more

into a thin line, his eyes on his brother. Reluctance flickered across his face before he nodded. Atlas didn't let him go immediately

A mistake.

sprinting back. He quickly picked up the rifle where

too slow-his brother seemed to have gained ridiculous speed. He was even faster than Mark, although Mark had climbed

the bridge of his nose. Why

over. He clasped his hands, the little excitement he had felt earlier when they escaped disappearing without a trace. Not only was Mint inside to rescue him, but

Atlas. "Sir Atlas, is help

looked back at Benjamin. His mouth parted, but in the end, he could only press it shut. All he could do

of diversion. Although he still encountered

building, but since this one was the quietest, he thought Penny and Zoren might be there. After all, if it was quiet, that

to infiltrate a place we barely know anything about,' he thought,

quiet eerily

shut, and he couldn't see or hear any movement. Reaching for the rifle he had taken from one of the soldiers earlier, Mark

for the knob, twisting it slowly and carefully. When it opened, he hid

But nothing.

fire at him. That didn't happen, even though the room@asn't completely empty. He

the darkness, he could see their shoulders trembling, and their muffled sniffles filled the room. When one

held his breath for

to listen to, and sure

correctly, they

women, and by the looks of the rooms,

this realization, Mark turned his head toward the sound coming from outside. "Wrong building," he breathed out, and

into one of the rooms where five women were hiding in the corner. Just as he was a few

don't kill us. We're not