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

Chapter 1808: Final Act opening

"It’s me, Walter."

Ralph, the man who had saved Mint and even administered a weak antidote to her, froze. His eyes went wide, his heart thudding. He almost couldn’t believe that Slater had managed to get through security without raising suspicion.

"Walter," Ralph called out, and sure enough, all the members of the Shadow Order who were with Penny at the moment turned to him. "Are you alright? Did you get out?"

Walter, the imprisoned man, let out a deep breath and cocked his head in Slater’s direction. "Not yet," he said. "Just making sure this isn’t some sort of her wicked games again."

Ralph nodded. "His name is Slater Bennet, and he will help you out of there. My sister’s with me, and we’ll soon be there. Just hang on a bit, alright? Tell the others we are coming."

"..." Walter shook his head. "I don’t think that’s possible now."

"What?"

Even Slater stopped undressing the guard and turned to him. Then, Walter explained,

"We’re too injured to go," he said, smiling bitterly as he recalled how they all ended up like this. "Even if we help each other, it’s not going to be enough."

Ralph’s face hardened, and he gulped. "Are the others still alive?"

"Most of us," he said. "But I don’t think the others made it or would even make it."

After all, they weren’t just kept here after being tranquilized. Every night, a few of them would endure horrific torture. That had become their routine. To make matters worse, they were only fed once, and even then, the meal they were served looked and smelled as if it came from a sewage.

The others didn’t know that because they weren’t allowed to approach this wing.

"Ralph," Walter breathed out, his chest heaving heavily. "Even if we don’t get out of here or we didn’t make it, make sure that wretched woman dies in the most gruesome way possible."

He nodded, his grip on the phone trembling and tightening. "Thank you for trying, and whatever the result tonight, I never blamed you or the Madam."

Ralph’s face darkened, and he lowered his head as he listened to the words from the other end. Although he didn’t react much, his shoulders tensed as his entire body trembled in anger. For him, Walter was one of the bravest, whose spirit wouldn’t be easily broken.

So, hearing him say all of this only meant that in the past few months they’d been imprisoned, Nathalie had succeeded in killing their spirits.

"We’ll come," Ralph said. "We’ll come and take you out of there."

heard the line disconnect. He dropped his hand on his lap, huffing

said quietly, but clearly for everyone to hear.

somehow, they didn’t feel the slightest relief. Because, just like Walter said, they couldn’t

the

not even crawl, let alone walk. Those who could walk wouldn’t be able to carry

and then at the cells. "You guys... are going out of

eyes

is whether

as he shifted his eyes to the first cell on the left that contained children. "You guys have kids here. Don’t take

more, facing Walter. "If the answer’s no, then I’ll just leave you guys here. Maybe, help you crawl your way out of

the impossible, let’s think of the possible," he added, his eyes burning with determination. "So... do you want to get

prison as those conscious looked at each other. The half-awake

"...leave here. At least, I’ll

too weak to stand, especially with a few of them having broken ankles. However, something in Slater’s words seemed to light up the flame they thought they had lost within

started making their way out of their cell. A few crawling, others just

them finally standing on their own or doing something of their own will almost brought tears to his eyes. After all, in this place, their spirits had been killed

the people who were slowly taking space outside as more and more stepped out, leaving more room in the cells for

nodded to them, his eyes burning with

little dangerous and our chance is slim, but it’s worth a

a limp, nodded at him. "Staying here, our chances are less than zero. So, as long as our chance with this plan is not less

the man who spoke turned to where Walter

"Right, Walter?"

another deep breath, he nodded back at them as they

the plan,"

first, help me undress these guys and throw them in

Walter nodded.

type a message?" he asked. "For this plan to

Slater’s rescue operation

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Meanwhile...

the back of the truck, looking at

who was sandwiched between his men in the truck, looked