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!"

as time seemed to stop. He slowly turned to see a man standing by the entrance, pointing a cheap

BANG!

the house, deafening in the silence. But Hugo, trained and used to much louder explosions, merely blinked.

blood quickly

as the pistol flew from

by the second, and the pressure on his back didn't help. If

walking on the man's back as he

Hugo remarked, unfazed by the man under

against the doorjamb, finding comfort in

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

commented, pulling out his phone again, which

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

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

done scanning the bodies with zero empathy,

What is it? Did Penny send you a funny meme? Let me

phone. First Brother

instinctively shoved her hand into her pocket, checking her phone, which

too. Curious, she casually opened them and shifted her stance, making the man beneath her grunt

expect much. She figured it was

of photos - evidence

breathed, eyes widening. "We need to go back to

and speed-dialed someone. The call rang only once before connecting, and she was already

to the base for questioning. Shot someone in the hand he passed