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."

stabilized his 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

in her head weren’t properly locked," he said. "Must have been loosened during the swap while her skull was still developing. I apologize

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

face slightly twisted.

granny’s laughter echoed

of

nodded at him. "So, you are here

what I

have

"No."

However, you are not the first to come to me claiming the

hand slightly, making the men lower

claim the Order, and I have to put my bet on someone else.

offered his arm for her to hold on to. They walked away to the side, not wasting a second. But with the granny’s age, they walked more

a whisper

"Kill her."

Atlas, while those near the madam surrounded her to protect her. They looked around, and no one opened

all they heard was the quiet whisper of the night, the

all eyes returned to Atlas. Those who blocked the madam moved aside, giving

the granny hummed, tilting her head to the side. "Young man, it seems your men’s comms aren’t working. I suggest

blinked. "I have no men in the area, and I do not have any communication device

just to make sure. But then

group, it would be more obvious and

Atlas continued, snapping his eyes at the guy

clearly pointing a rifle at him, furrowed his brows. With Atlas keeping his gaze

"Me?"

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