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.

almost holding his breath as he watched

Clack.

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

he reached the surface, Dean quickly followed

where are we...?" Dean trailed off as his head first popped out of

far, this one was narrow. Just

the one near where the underground entrance was was nothing but a concrete wall.

crawled his way out of the hatch door, sitting on the

think that's the door," he commented, only to hear Atlas's remark: "It is the door. That's why I'm looking

it. After hours stuck with this guy, he realized not dwelling

hatch door. When he managed, he crouched and

loudly,

out a shallow laugh before he continued, this time, gentler. Even so, with this silence

the wall with his palm. In the other hand, Atlas held the keycard as if searching

really think the keycard is a key

Tut...!

at him, smirking smugly. He didn't say anything, but the

in his own right, but at the same

almost

the man wouldn't want to carry around multiple keys every time he went in here. At the same time, Jonathan

passage was hidden behind the tiles, which was

hissed, not moving an inch as he watched Atlas try to push the secret door. Once it parted, Dean slowly followed, just so the two of

same time, Atlas was careful to be the first one