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

Chapter 1689: Out

There were some interesting notes and documentations, ledgers in the safety deposit boxes beyond the secret door. And since Atlas and Dean were worried that whoever was breaking through the vault earlier would eventually find this secret passage — probably faster than they did they took a few of them.

They didn't overstay their welcome and followed the path ahead.

The secret passage was undeniably a long journey. Neither Atlas nor Dean had any idea where this would lead them. Heck. They weren't even sure if this might end with another dead end. However, while they might not have been optimistic, they also didn't let negativity linger.

For them, this would eventually lead to somewhere based on their calculation.

If they were right, they would end up somewhere.

And they were right.

After what felt like an eternity, both men stopped before a long and narrow stair. Some light bulbs were placed with wide gaps from each other on the wall, flickering the light dancing on their faces.

Atlas glanced at Dean, and the latter quietly nodded at him.

Without a word, both men snapped their eyes ahead and trudged up the stairs. Every step echoed louder than the last, their breathing heavy and calculated.

Soon, Atlas stopped, eyes upward.

"Another hatch door?" he muttered, pulling his phone out to light up since his shadow was blocking its entirety. "Hold this."

Atlas handed his phone to Dean, who didn't complain but complied. The latter lit up what was above them, until they caught a lever.

commented, almost holding his breath as

Clack.

was akin to a thorn being pulled out from their throats. Without wasting another second, Atlas pushed up the hatch door from the inside and crawled his way

surface,

as his head first popped out of

they came from was another space. But unlike all the spaces they saw so far, this one was narrow.

After all, the one near where the underground entrance was was nothing but a concrete wall. He could be wrong, though, but he was certain Jonathan wouldn't put another secret door on there

of the hatch door, sitting on the surface, his feet dangling

only to hear Atlas's remark: "It is the door. That's

he didn't dwell on it. After hours stuck with this guy, he realized not dwelling on Atlas's comments was much better for his own

it?" Dean asked as he pulled his feet from the open hatch door.

door creaked loudly, making both of them

so, with this silence and with how rusty the hinges of

himself up. Turning to Atlas, the latter was feeling the wall with his palm. In the other hand, Atlas held the

really think the keycard

Tut...!

smirking smugly. He didn't say anything, but

cunning in his own right, but at the same time, he had

on almost

meticulousness, Atlas was sure the man wouldn't want to carry around multiple keys every time he went

locked automatically once it shut, and the secret passage was hidden behind the tiles, which was enough for the sensors to detect the keycard if one tapped

inch as he watched Atlas try to push the secret door. Once

time, Atlas was careful to be the first one