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

Chapter 1826: Not defective Bennet

Charles was not the only one shocked by Slater’s participation in tonight’s operation. In fact, he was the last to be surprised, because the first ones whose jaws dropped were...

Haines, Lester, and Wild.

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Meanwhile, at the top of the hill, all three of them stared at the screen. The soldiers with Charles carried body cams for many reasons, but right now, their purpose was to give a detailed account of what was happening inside the mansion so those outside would get a better idea.

They expected a lot of things. Heck, they’d even watched so many gruesome scenes that they simply didn’t look anymore. But they didn’t expect to watch Slater appear with Nathalie’s men and almost get shot down.

"How did he... get in there?" Wild blurted out after moments of confusion. He turned to Haines, only to see Haines’ blank expression. The latter shook his head, having no idea what Slater was doing in there.

As for Lester, he darted his eyes between the two, with Wild standing behind Haines’ chair.

"I was just about to say I didn’t know Slater was also here because he didn’t look like the type," he blurted out, now watching Haines and Wild slowly look in his direction. "But I guess you also have no idea."

How would they have any idea?

All this time, Slater was kept from any of these affairs solely because of Charles’ decision. Charles already thought his children were too involved in something dangerous. Therefore, as a father, he didn’t want to let something like this happen to Slater, as he believed it was better to have at least one child safe from such dangerous information.

But this?

Again, Haines and Wild set their eyes back on the screen, utterly confused.

"What in the world is going on?" Haines wondered under his breath.

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Meanwhile...

Charles’ mouth was still agape, arms crossed, standing in the corner to talk to his son. His eyes were still wide, and Slater could even safely say his father only blinked once every ten seconds.

Slater frowned. "Dad," he grumbled. "You’re not going to scold me right now, are you?"

but when he did, his answer was something

you say?" he asked in disbelief. "You are, what? An agent in Homeland

Slater sighed heavily. "You’ve asked that like

Security lets

his chin, either mentally denying the information he had just heard or

I look capable

face twisted at Charles’ quick response. "Who told you you ever looked capable of this stuff,

rather deny the truth than

Charles nodded. "And I say this because that’s

I was working

undercover, you

"What—"

in this family!" Charles gasped. "How could you—are you even my

but he stopped and shut it. All he did was

he mentally complained. ’It’s not like I wasn’t expecting him to be surprised, but what’s this?

his father, only to see the pure horror plastered on Charles’

you look

was wide open this time, eyes wider than before. He just stared at Slater in pure horror because just now, he saw Slater stomp his foot. A habit Slater carried from when he was a

are Slater," he breathed out in realization, as if that was

did you

"A robot you?"

"..."

covered his mouth as something more troubling and horrifying crossed his mind. "Your mother—she’s going to leave me if she ever finds out

confidently brag about. Everyone already knew something was seriously wrong with

hand—Charles didn’t even want to think about

perfect. Just a

Then, Slater.

the only normal one, but Charles had

nose. "All this time, I thought my sons were defective, but your defectiveness was intentional? Because you were

should be happy because at least now, his father was trying to understand the situation. But somehow,

look like raising a normal