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

Chapter 1804: Get rid of him

Nathalie’s eyelids dropped dangerously, her gaze studying the blank look on Jonathan’s face. Amusement flickered in her eyes, and she nodded approvingly. What she had said was true.

If Jonathan hadn’t chosen to be her enemy, he would have been a great asset. After all, everything happening now, and Nathalie’s rise to this point, was largely thanks to Jonathan’s meticulous planning. He had made things incredibly easy for her.

Sadly, he had made his decision to be her enemy, and everyone who chose that path shared the same fate: death.

Pushing herself up, she glanced at the men holding him down. "Throw him in the cell later," she instructed. "He won’t struggle anymore."

She paused, her eyes fixed on him. "Though killing you immediately would be a mercy I’d love to give, I’d prefer you see everything I accomplish. You’ll still be a part of my victory, Nathan."

Slowly, Jonathan lifted his unblinking eyes and met the cruel look in hers. In that second, he lost everything—his entire will to fight.

What was the point?

Why bother fighting?

He had lost the second he first approached her. She had known his plan all along, yet she let him proceed just so she could take every little thing that should have been his.

"Take him," she ordered, and with that, the men pinning him lifted him by the shoulders.

Jonathan didn’t even struggle, as if his entire mind had simply blanked.

Meanwhile, the man who had betrayed him looked at Jonathan apologetically. Seeing Jonathan suddenly lose his will was ten times more heartbreaking for him, but he had no choice. By siding with Nathalie, everyone else would be spared. If he hadn’t, all of them would be slaughtered.

’I’m sorry, Nathan,’ the man thought, lowering his head. ’I... will forever regret this.’

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this from the corner. His eyes widened, observing everything unfold until Nathalie whispered something

appeared they were heading in his direction. Without thinking twice, Slater quickly backed

himself, spotting a room and diving inside. As soon as he

Thankfully, it was empty.

in relief, resting

a second, his brows tightly knitted

knew everything was Jonathan’s plan—the underground vault, the stabbing incident, Shawn—everything. But it

showcased just how truly devious the woman was. Not that he felt

again, that left

he thought, taking out

glanced

I don’t think we

drew a deep breath. He waited until the noises outside faded, and as

see anything inside, as the only light filtered through the window from outside. Feeling his pockets, he found a small flashlight in his side pocket and switched it

as he did, Slater

the furthest part of the room, someone was dangling—a few meters above a desk. He slowly raised the flashlight higher and froze, catching sight of

had thought it was just a decoration in the dark, but with the light, he could see it clearly. Slater quickly lowered the

his breathing as the room suddenly felt eerie. But instead of

dressed in a slightly elegant gown. Her curly hair was short, her graying hair still styled. Gathering every ounce of courage, he approached and stopped near her to

as he raised a hand to block his nose from the stench. It was weird that the stench was only

look like the grandma?’ he wondered, thinking of the old

thoughts trailed off, drifting to Nathalie, Naylani, and Noel’s case. There were many

Family did that, was it possible that the Shadow Order had offered