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.

a lock," Dean commented, almost holding his breath as he watched Atlas

Clack.

wasting another second, Atlas pushed up the hatch door from the inside

the surface, Dean quickly

out

unlike all the spaces they saw so far, this one was narrow. Just a square little space for one person to comfortably be in.

was nothing but a concrete wall. He could be wrong, though, but he was certain Jonathan wouldn't put another secret door on there unless

hatch door, sitting on the surface, his

the door," he commented, only to hear Atlas's remark: "It is

expression soured, but he didn't dwell on it. After hours stuck with this guy, he

open hatch door. When he managed, he crouched and reached for the

creaked loudly, making both of

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

to Atlas, the latter was feeling the wall with his palm. In the

you really think the keycard

Tut...!

smugly. He didn't say anything, but the condescending silence he

might be cunning in his own right, but at the same time, he had habits He used

almost

that was built in secrecy and meticulousness, Atlas was sure the man wouldn't want to carry around multiple keys every time he went in here. At the same time, Jonathan wouldn't just leave all entrances and exits

the vault locked automatically once it shut, and the secret passage was hidden behind the tiles, which was enough for the sensors to

secret door. Once it parted, Dean slowly followed, just so the two of them wouldn't squeeze with each

careful to be