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

Chapter 1690

Chapter 1690: You're younger

"We're still in the Red District, but on another street."

Dean looked back at Atlas and continued, "At least we're not in the same row as the nightclub we came in."

"No wonder that guy just disappeared no matter where I looked when I followed him," he hissed, shaking his head as everything he'd been thinking began to unravel. "Clever, and I hate to admit that."

Atlas mostly ignored him as he casually sat on the edge of the bed, not wasting a second in compiling all the photos and evidence he gathered and sending them to the rightful recipients.

"What are you doing?" Dean frowned. "That can wait."

"It can, but I can't."

"Tsk." Dean clicked his tongue once more, shoved his hands into his pockets, and then scanned the room. After a second, he smacked his lips and took a step forward. "Well, now that we're out, I guess this is where we part ways."

"I didn't have fun," he added as he walked past Atlas, waving at the man without looking back. "But surely, it's a night I'll never forget until I get dementia."

But then, just as Dean reached for the door, Atlas's voice stopped him.

"I don't think it's safe to go out for now."

"Huh?" Dean looked back at Atlas, who was still busy with his phone and not looking in his direction. "What do you mean? We're already out, and we're not even on the same street as the club."

"And search protocols also widen their range when they can't find their targets."

at Atlas in silence. After a

had been there," Atlas explained, his voice

If Zoren and his men weren't there, he would've inflicted more stabs until he died in there. And that wasn't even the first time his life was

his car. The moment you underestimate these people, despite knowing that, you'd end up just like Jonathan," Atlas warned, his eyes sharp, and his voice harsher. "And they'd kill

being nosy and this thrill

Atlas looked down again and continued what he was doing. He

the same place. His eyes were fixed on Atlas, gulping. As much as

people might have no reason to kill him yet, but once they saw him,

he walked back in, dragging a single love chair and sitting on it. He buried his face

Dean. "We're just going to stay

that assures our safety, then the floor

am I going to sleep on the

"You're younger."

teeth but didn't dwell on it. This concern was

his

documents they had taken. He huffed shaking his head as he pulled out his phone as well.O Checking

Well heel

all of them to Atlas since he had also taken pictures in that underground

everything, he couldn't help but study the photos. However, there was just too much information. Even someone with a high IQ like him would have to break all of these

to be investigating something huge and illegal. And just that alone made him want to stay away from

he continued looking at the

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