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

Chapter 1281: Penny's dead

freewebnovel.com

Did Slater fight the men? Of course, he did. Even though he didn't know who had sent them, he fought fiercely. After all, in his quest to fulfill this mission for his sister's freedom, he had hurt a lot of people.

People he had never known, and people he was sure were good.

So it should have been no surprise that he was being hunted down. But even though Slater managed to hold them off for a while, he wasn't invincible. He was trained but still lacked experience. Against countless armed men, he eventually succumbed.

They didn't open fire on him, though. All he remembered was being tased- repeatedly. The pain was unbearable, almost killing him in the most excruciating way imaginable. But he didn't die.

If he had, he wouldn't have woken up to a bucket of ice water being dumped over his head.

"Ugh!" Slater grunted in pain as he regained consciousness. His brows furrowed as he weakly opened his eyes. But before he could take in his surroundings, he immediately felt the restraints around his body.

Panic immediately set in.

Jerking his arms and flinging his shoulders, he struggled against the bindings, but they didn't budge. His eyes snapped open fully, still writhing in an attempt to break free. His breath hitched as he looked around, but all he saw was darkness.

"Mhm!!" He tried to shout, but his mouth was gagged. The only sound was the metallic clanging of the chair as he thrashed against it. "Mhm!!"

For the next full minute, Slater fought against his restraints. But no matter how hard he struggled, the ropes only seemed to tighten. Then, suddenly-light flooded the room.

His eyes, adjusted to the darkness, burned from the sudden brightness. It was blinding, forcing him to squeeze them shut.

"Tch..." he hissed, keeping his lids shut tight. Footsteps echoed around him. He tried forcing his eyes open, but it was still too bright. When the footsteps stopped, he took a deep breath and slowly, carefully, opened his eyes.

A pair of legs stood just a few steps away. Slater's brows furrowed as his vision adjusted. As soon as he took in his surroundings, his breath caught.

in

corpse lay covered with a white sheet. But he didn't linger on the body. Instead, his focus shifted to the men in suits standing at every corner of the room. His brows furrowed further as he turned his attention to the figure

with

he breathed, his

his dark eyes void of emotion. He raised his brows

low and lifeless. "My men did everything to find you, but... who would've thought you were right

hard, pulling against his restraints to no avail. "Why were you looking for

faint smirk. "It seems you've learned how

silent, his eyes burning with

don't want to tell me?" Zoren asked lazily. "Then I assume you also

Again, silence.

slow nod, then turned to the side. "Make him

Mark stepped forward. The moment his eyes met Slater's, his expression

voice wavered

"Slater." Mark's face remained

though they

close, they

Mark

for this

answer him.

your enemy, Slater."

breath hitched as his expression blanked. "I know," he murmured. "This

clenched. "Then I take this to mean you're refusing to cooperate?"

second, a brutal

edged with frustration, launching another strike.