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

Chapter 1819: Atlas’ Second Job Interview

"What are you doing?!" one of the men near the granny gasped, wide-eyed. He darted his eyes between their group and the small group that had just switched sides.

"Just mere words and you’re pointing those weapons at us?!" he shouted angrily. "Are you out of your mind?!"

One of the men who was now pointing his rifle at their comrades grimaced. "I apologize, but I believe him. Madam, you are in the way."

"My husband is still in that mansion," another one breathed out. "Madam, the Order has taught us to listen to orders, but at the same time, not mindlessly. And I cannot just allow fate to decide tonight. Walter needs me."

The rest were quiet, but their silence spoke volumes.

"You—" the other man, who was just as horrified at how their comrades had jumped ship, stopped when the one beside him suddenly pressed his gun from Atlas to his side.

Slowly, the man looked back, only to see his comrade change his mind.

"I’m sorry," the other man said, "but I do believe it is time for the Order to welcome its new leader."

On the other side of the clearing, a voice was heard.

"Captain! What are you—are you going to side with that guy?!"

The man, the person referred to as the captain, just lowered his rifle. He didn’t point it at either Atlas or Sybil. He cast them a look and said,

this is fate, then you should also allow fate to decide

captains filled the others with shock and disbelief. Atlas may not have known this, but the captain who had just spoken

briefly before he looked at the others. At the same time, the bulky man who was assisting the granny gazed down at

to accept his challenge or deny it, I will honor it," said the bulky man, lifting his eyes to everyone. "It also applies to

but none of those who were moved by Atlas’s remarks showed any

would not be the one to

tension in the clearing slowly rose, the granny’s laughter was heard. It wasn’t a laugh of mockery

up on her face, eyes

that I ordered not to meddle tonight, and that I want fate to decide what would happen to the Zorken and the Shadow Order," she expressed, her eyes softening. "However,

wanted to say she had made that decision for a few reasons. If Nathalie had emerged victorious, then she could consider it the end between the Shadow Order and the Zorken Family. Hence, she had already

Nathalie Zorken had done to their

if fate

last Zorken that wasn’t Nathalie—would claim it. That he would replace her and lead these people, just like every head of the Zorken Family had done in the past. Hence, she had told her people to hold back, let that anger simmer, for when Zoren claimed the Order, he would easily convince

to have a different

drama, just bluntness and honesty. And Atlas, speaking

you had to deny what should be our natural course of action because I said

she laughed. "The Order binds us in vow, but also

eyes on Atlas. "I am too old to win your challenge, so I accept it and concede." She nodded at him, still smiling, opening her arms slightly. "You may

say. Instead, everyone turned to Atlas as if waiting for him to do or say