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

Chapter 1825: Hey, Dad.

After sending his men off, the guys—Wild, Haines, and Lester—received a tip from somewhere. They didn’t detail how they got the information, but according to them, there were a few underground tunnels they could use, spread all across the mansion.

Using that information, Charles ordered his men—who had already infiltrated the mansion—to check this information out. Thankfully, the information proved true. After all, inside the mansion, groups of Nathalie’s men guarded all entrances and exits.

Which explained how Charles could make a small camp just outside the mansion. Well, they weren’t necessarily close, but from where they were, there was a secret entrance that connected directly to the mansion.

"Zoren’s men are already inside, and from what I hear, things are already heated," he said to the people in front of him. He pressed on the hand-drawn map spread on the ground, which was in the center of all of them.

"These circles are where the rest of the secret tunnels are. You may use them for entry to get past the crossfire safely," he sighed heavily. "But half of you, go straight to the gate to help our people."

He looked up at everyone, then picked up the map. "Just take the damn thing and go."

"Yes, sir!" the guy who was slapped on the chest with the map shouted. And with that, he faced his team and tipped his head. "We’re going straight to the gates."

He then handed the map to another one, as his team would rather go straight to the gates. It was easier that way. The other groups checked the map briefly before they started moving as well.

Charles, on the other hand, kept his communications open. He just stayed behind with a few of his men to make sure the other teams could find him, and they were briefed. But looking at the last group that came in, there was one thing Charles couldn’t help but notice.

’Hugo’s not here,’ he thought. ’He hasn’t come back since he drew the enemy’s attention from Atlas’s and Zoren’s car.’

his heart clenched, swallowing the tension in his

be fine. He’s a soldier, the best of the best. So, he will be

stopped as someone came up

making Charles lower his head a

his brows and nodded. "Help them

others to the other entrances and exits. A very few stayed behind

they all had to make sure they

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were able

inside

stepped to the side, brows knitting, watching the first soldiers carry some people on stretchers.

wasn’t even surprised, considering how cruel this organization was. However, his heart

he would get. Because from one of the stretchers, the people who followed were

by the soldiers or assisted by them. Slowly, his hands

wasn’t the first I’d know to be such a cruel person,

escaped him, shaking his head a bit as he closed his eyes. As a parent, his heart broke differently for

more men, women, children, and a very few elderly. All of them were placed on the side, while some soldiers who had medical knowledge rushed to them. Even so, it was obvious at this point, that the medics he had taken with

voice was heard, catching Charles’ attention. The latter snapped his eyes at him,