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

Chapter 1685: Screwed

"He put a hit on her, huh? Click some more photos for me because we need to get out of here-fast."

Dean was not happy to be ordered around by Atlas, but he did it anyway. While Atlas took pictures of the investigation board, Jonathan focused on the mini laboratory and everything in it.

Click... click...

Their phones flashed one after another, making sure they gathered everything they could. Not that they were in a hurry—at least, they didn't want to be in a hurry.freewebnovel.com

But once they finished and were about to walk out, Dean glanced at the key in Atlas's possession.

"What's that key for, though?" he asked out of pure curiosity.

Atlas's steps slowed as they neared the door, gazing down at his hand. The keycard had been given to them by the bar staff before they were led into the underground.

"Now that you mention it..." he trailed off, wondering where they would use this. It didn't look like there was any other hidden compartment or door inside the vault. "Stay here. I'll go check inside in case I missed something."

Dean's brows rose, staring at Atlas before he shrugged. He stayed by the door, moving the chair away, and then held it open. As he watched Atlas touch the walls or look for anything to use the card for, he blinked lazily.

'If I close this door... he'll be fine, right?' he wondered, a little tempted to leave the man here, even if just for a day.

He could just imagine a day without Atlas Bennet.

What a dream.

But before Dean could even let that intrusive thought win him, he heard a strange knocking noise.

Knock... knock...

"Hmm?" His brows rose, eyeing Atlas, who was knocking on a tile just next to the wall of information. "What's that?"

the pieces of paper from it and knocking on

Knock...

same noise. But when he extended his arm and knocked farther away,

Is there another cabinet in there?" Dean asked, stepping inside, curious about what else this place

produced a louder noise. On the third

Knock... knock... BAM!

men jolted at the sudden creak and loud bam. They turned their heads to the entrance, their eyes widening as

The door... closed.

panicked, rushing to the closed vault. His eyes shook as he scanned the back of the door, feeling it

on the other hand, quickly pulled his phone out to call someone.

his grip on his

closed. He

glared at Dean. "Didn't you

a realization that he forgot to put the chair back when he walked in. He stopped because he glared

the beginning. You're the one who just came in here without a care if you got

be this dumb.

"You-"

in proving why it's your fault," Atlas interjected, peeling his burning eyes off Dean and back onto the tile. "Just hope that this leads

clenched his teeth as he rushed back to where Atlas stood. "Shit," he breathed out,

push and find a small

this led them to something

one knew the two of them

Atlas didn't know things would turn out like this, nor did he plan on doing something like this tonight. The only thing he

to the stools

knowing Dean

out of there," Dean remarked as he raised the stool while Atlas

at him.

over his head, Atlas