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

Chapter 1817

Chapter 1817: Step down, Sybil.

Earlier...

Atlas stood alone, surrounded by armed men in a clearing. Laser dots peppered every inch of his body, locking him in from every direction.

One wrong move, one wrong breath, and his blood would spill.

But he didn’t care about that. Atlas was used to being threatened with every breath. Just seeing people, especially when they were walking in his direction—the horror.

"I’m claiming the Shadow Order."

His eyes were on the granny, who had just come out of the hut and seemed to be going somewhere. The granny held her hand behind her, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

"And you are...?"

"Atlas Bennet," he answered without a second’s hesitation, pride lacing his voice. "The one who will take the Order."

The granny’s brows rose; she had heard the name. Of course, she remembered. After all, that young lady named Penny had started a bet with her.

"I see. So, you’re the one she’s talking about, huh?"

Her remark made him furrow his brows mildly. "She?"

"Hmm?" the granny cocked her head to the side. "Right. You must not know, but your sister was just here."

The flatness of his expression quickly crumbled as his pupils dilated. His heart thudded once, exhaling a heavy breath as if it had been trapped in his chest.

"Penny," he whispered. "So, she’s okay?"

"She is," the granny smiled. "If I may add, she’s almost too okay—it was slightly concerning."

breathing, not dwelling on it. As long as Penny was fine, he knew he had to do this better. But now that he knew she was fine, the heaviness in his heart and shoulder

a child, so a few screws in her head weren’t properly locked," he

granny laughed. "She is silly, but I find her silliness

face slightly twisted. "I’m... even

granny’s laughter echoed

a surprise!" she mused. "And here I thought the two of you

at him. "So, you

what I

have the

"No."

young man. However, you are not the first to come to me

hand slightly, making the men lower their weapons

Atlas, would claim the Order, and I

to hold on to. They walked away to the

a whisper made

"Kill her."

men in the area immediately pointed their rifles at Atlas, while those near the madam surrounded her to protect her. They looked around, and no

quiet whisper of the night, the rustle of the leaves,

blocked the madam moved

tilting her head to the side. "Young man, it seems your men’s

and I do

more. Their puzzlement was evident on their faces, some looking around just to make sure. But then again, Atlas was able to reach this area with all of them

group, it would be more obvious

to you," Atlas continued, snapping his eyes at

rifle at him, furrowed his brows. With Atlas keeping his gaze on him, he

"Me?"

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