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

Chapter 1613: That

"Butler Jen!"

Allen's lively voice rang out the moment Butler Jen stepped out of the lift. The latter's expression lit up as he met the man halfway.

"Butler Jen, this is a surprise! I never thought you'd visit us here—ever!" Allen, Atlas's secretary even back at Global Prime Logistics, was in awe. "What brings you here?"

He instinctively glanced down, expecting Butler Jen to be carrying packed lunches for Atlas. But there were none.

"Forgive my manners. I came without bringing anything," Butler Jen sighed, prompting a chuckle from Allen.

"That's alright. It was rude of me to assume." Allen motioned with his hand. "Anyway, please follow me. Sir Atlas is still in a meeting with the CEO, but he said he'll return shortly."

"Thank you."

With that, Butler Jen followed Allen to the corner office on the floor.

As Allen opened the door, he asked, "Would you prefer tea or coffee?" "Anything is fine, Sir Allen."

"Hehe. You're a guest here, and I can finally offer you something," Allen said with a giddy wink. "I'll be right back. Please take any seat while I prepare it."

"Thank you." Butler Jen gave a polite nod as Allen closed the door. Even after it shut, he looked at it and chuckled softly.

Shaking his head, Butler Jen glanced around the sleek, minimalist office.

"I bet he doesn't like the interior," he commented, knowing Atlas preferred more old-fashioned designs. But then again, Atlas was adaptable enough to be fine with minimalism, too.

Taking a seat on the sofa, he sat with a straight back and scanned the room quietly. His fingers tapped against his leg as he wondered how long until Atlas came down.

He shouldn't have wondered - because a minute later, the door swung open.

Butler Jen turned his head, assuming it was Allen returning with the tea. But it wasn't.

Atlas," he greeted, rising from his

Butler Jen," Atlas said, approaching and motioning for him to sit.

Jen chuckled. "He said he'll

see." Instead of placing down the folder he was carrying, Atlas settled into

Allen's voice

he trailed off, pushing the door open with his shoulder as he carefully

Jen began to rise to help, but Allen quickly said, "It's

the tray and reach

remarked flatly, eyes still on him. "It's the least he can do after you saved him

didn't argue. He simply served the tea, whispering,

Jen

this tea from Sir Benjamin's stash - the one the CEO likes. I hope

enjoy it.

"Hehe."

Allen. Sensing it, the

Geez!

a smile, Allen quietly excused himself to give the two some privacy. Both Butler Jen and Atlas watched him

wrong, Butler Jen?" he asked, getting straight to the point. "You only ever come to me when something's troubling you at

Butler Jen turned to Atlas and sighed.

worried about Sir

about them?" Atlas tilted his head slightly.

"Yes."

up without apologizing. They'll be

shook his head. "I don't think that'll be the case this time."

and met Atlas's gaze,

his expression, Atlas's brows knitted. Now that he thought about it, Butler Jen had expressed concerns about Haines and Charles before but never enough to come

"What happened, Butler Jen?"

your father ever mentioned anything about his time in the

carefully, needing confirmation before proceeding.