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

Chapter 1691: Another brother-in-law

Meanwhile, in one of the districts just outside the main city where a

redevelopment project was currently ongoing...

The streets were desolate, with no one around. Streetlights were sparse, many of them either broken or flickering. And in this quiet area, even a phone notification could echo louder than it should.

DING!

Coming from one of the already abandoned homes was the sharp ping of a phone. The only light inside came from a flashlight placed on the floor, its beam hitting the dirty wall. Seated in the middle, on an almost-broken chair, was Hugo.

"Hmm?" Hugo's hum echoed alongside the ping, his knuckles red with blood. That didn't stop him from fishing his phone out of his jeans to check what Atlas wanted.

After all, Hugo had everyone else's messages and calls on mute - except Atlas's number.

DING!

DING!

Even before he could unlock his phone, more messages came in like a flood. Atlas was spamming him. That was rare. Atlas could go centuries without speaking to anyone, and when he did, it was usually short.

"I don't have a good feeling for-"

His words trailed off when a loud roar echoed behind him.

"You fucker!"

turned to see a man standing by the entrance, pointing a

BANG!

trained and used to much louder explosions, merely

blood

the man groaned, his hand bleeding as the pistol flew from his

pressure on his back didn't help. If

up at the person walking on the man's back as

you're late," Hugo remarked, unfazed by the man under her feet. "Also, you

in standing

a nice carpet that feels like a waterbed. This guy's fat enough to make me think

pulling out his phone again, which was still

was in. He was seated on a chair in the middle, surrounded by unconscious bodies — members of a small gang. The same gang that had been monitoring Mint and Stefan not long ago. This place

guys might not be the same ones from their time, but they're deep enough in the group to know a thing or two,' she thought. 'Besides, these were the

done scanning the bodies with zero empathy, she snapped her

going on?" she asked. "You've been staring at your phone. What is it? Did Penny send you a

up at her. "You should check your phone. First Brother just sent

hand into her pocket, checking her phone, which was still on

too. Curious, she casually opened them and shifted her stance, making the man beneath her grunt once more before eventually passing

She figured it was another crumb of

What Atlas sent her was an album of photos - evidence and information, some she

"We need

switched tabs and speed-dialed someone. The call rang only once

take them to the base for questioning. Shot someone in the hand he passed out, but he's not