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

Chapter 1696: Nam

"Told you guys. Should've killed me when you had the chance... but then again, the power of love keeps me alive."

The corners of Mint's mouth hooked up as the loud shouts of police and SWAT rang out from nearby rooms. Her brows wiggled as her eyes landed on the commander-someone whose record she was very familiar with back at the

office.

"We finally meet, Commander Nam," she greeted with a smirk. "Not sure if I should salute or squeal for meeting someone as big as you."

Commander Nam narrowed his eyes at Mint. His stoic face darkened, but his breathing remained steady. He glanced over his shoulder-his men already had their weapons drawn, now caught between the approaching tactical team behind them and the lasers trained on their bodies.

He could also hear movement from the secret passage, more weapons being raised, and too many laser sights now dancing across his and his men's heads. The second any of them twitched, they'd be gunned down.

"So, it was you all along, huh?" Nam snapped his eyes back to Mint. His voice was low, calm. "I didn't know Jonathan had already reached out to you."

Mint smiled, hiding the truth behind her expression.

Jonathan never contacted her. He hadn't asked for help-not once. And if he hadn't been stabbed nearly to death, she was certain he wouldn't have breathed a word about the underground vault either.

Still, this outcome? She expected it the moment they'd find her here.

"It was a long fight, Commander Nam," Mint remarked. "A long chase. But I guess this is where you run out of fuel."

Nam let out a dry laugh. "I don't think so-"

In a blink, Nam pulled a pistol from his side and pointed it at his own temple.

BANG!

Meanwhile...

Dean sat in the backseat, his complexion pale. Slowly, he turned his wide eyes to the Bennet brothers seated in front-Slater behind the wheel, Hugo in the passenger seat. Atlas sat beside him.

When Dean and Atlas had felt the faint rumbling earlier, they didn't hesitate. They'd grabbed all the documents they could and escaped the motel room. Initially, they worried that stepping out might get them caught-especially since both were recognizable faces from the Pierson Corporation.

But waiting would've been worse.

his brothers. Dean assumed he was speaking to Hugo-the one giving them instructions on where

realized it wasn't

It was Slater.

dim alley, where Slater was already waiting. Not long after, they met up with Hugo and Mint. Which

they

his voice jagged. "Are we seriously

him.

mean why not?" Dean furrowed his brows. "Isn't she Benjamin's

worry about Mint. She's going to be fine. She didn't become the head of

know she's the head of Homeland

that again after you confess to Penny," Slater muttered from the driver's seat. "She'll show you how much bigger

acting like siblings now. The only odd one out was Hugo-who should've

he

reached over and

good job, nephew-in-law," Hugo praised,

embarrassment, but

with the back of

I saved you from spending the night with my eldest brother.

as his breath hitched. What the hell was

buzzed. He pulled it out and saw

casually shifting his position

immediately-she was still stretching her neck as she walked out of

"Well, yeah."

makes me

I

"Did you?"

Still alive. Still

point, Hugo

for her. Sure,

Mint

give up. Even when the

her on

Hugo obeyed.

chirped, having heard Atlas's voice