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

Chapter 1557: The luckiest man

A moment of silence fell in the old warehouse as neither of them spoke for a while. Each had their own reasons for the silence, with the hostage wondering what Hugo might do next.

"If there's a bomb, where is it now?" Stephen finally broke the silence in a hushed voice.

"I defused it when I saw him attaching it under the car," Hugo remarked casually, his eyes fixed on the man. "It's not a complicated improvised explosive, so no need for an expert."

Stephen and the man looked at Hugo in disbelief. They shouldn't have been surprised, knowing Hugo was equipped for battle with grenades. Still, it was shocking to hear it.

Especially for Stephen, who had known Hugo since childhood.

Did Charles know about these details, or was it Stephen's fate to keep secrets about Charles' sons?

"But that's not the point," said Hugo. "Since it's meant to kill you both, uncle, things could get complicated if it didn't happen."

Stephen and their hostage raised their eyebrows, intrigued.

"What should we do?" Panic tinged Stephen's voice. "You're not seriously considering killing me, right?"

"Uncle, killing you would only derail our plans," Hugo replied calmly. "It's an option, but not ideal."

The hostage paled, his thoughts turning darker. Were they really going to blow him up? But Hugo's next words caught his attention.

"And for him... he can't return to his gang without a good explanation."

"What?" Both the hostage and Stephen looked at Hugo in confusion.

forward,

Stephen began, frowning. "You're not planning to send this guy back there, are you? If he comes up with an excuse, they'll just send him to finish the job! We can't trust

have to, didn't he?" Hugo shot back, giving Stephen a significant look that made

guy who planned to kill you and himself, but in the bigger picture, he can help us," Hugo continued, flashing Stephen a smile before turning

that could help you. I know you may not trust the government, but not everyone is bad. There are those who serve the people, not just themselves," he reassured. "You've committed crimes, regardless of your reasons. But there are ways to lessen your punishment if

police?" the hostage asked, voice shaky. He scoffed at the

really," Hugo nodded. "But not if it's not your fault,

puzzled glances. They had no clue what Hugo was planning. All they could do was stare

later, in

study, watching Hugo chug the tea meant to be

his throat. "Hugo, are you sure

hissed, licking the corner of his mouth

"Of course it will." Stephen didn't feel the slightest reassurance. If anything, his anxiety

be so sure?" he asked. "It's a good thing your cousin and your aunt

don't

BOOM!

from a distance, Stephen

thunder, sharp and jarring, loud enough

and walked to the window. He squinted out, watching a car burn in the middle of the driveway-strategically placed so no one would get hurt. A satisfied smile

window, he forced himself to stand. His knees wobbled and his whole

low and sharp.

glanced over his shoulder. "I told you, Uncle—it will." "How can

his gang, and since he can't do that while you're still alive and well, we need to make