Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1037

Chapter 1037: Thank you, but no thank you.

Many said that when a person was standing at death’s door, their life would flash before them. It was true... but perhaps not for everyone. While some would freeze at the sight of an oncoming car or see their life flash before their eyes, Atlas wasn’t even fazed.

Turning his head to the light beaming at him as the car sped closer, he casually looked away and focused back on his phone. What did he do? He sent his message to Allen.

SCREECH!

The tire left its tracks on the pavement as it screeched to a halt, stopping just inches from Atlas’s leg. Atlas arched a brow and glanced at the bumper before casually sending another short message to Allen. His first message had been cut short, after all.

"Atlas!" Suddenly, Jonathan’s voice echoed in the parking lot.

Atlas didn’t respond immediately. He finished his message before lifting his eyes to see Jonathan approaching him from the side. _{ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm}

"I’m sorry about that," Jonathan apologized as their eyes met. "I was distracted, so I didn’t see you."

Atlas wordlessly studied the man from head to toe before nodding. "Forgiven," but not forgotten.

"Goodness. I’m really sorry. I wasn’t expecting to see you." Jonathan sighed heavily, raising his brows as he also examined Atlas’s business attire. "Are you heading inside? Let’s go in together!"

"No, thanks." With that, Atlas coldly looked away and started walking.

"Atlas, come on!" Jonathan took a large step to follow him. "It’s been a while since we saw each other, and to be honest, I wasn’t expecting to see you here!"

Atlas cast him a sidelong glance but said nothing. He continued walking, while Jonathan stopped, watching Atlas’s back.

"Please? I think we did have a good chemistry while playing basketball," Jonathan quipped, shrugging. "You’re at the Pierson Corporation, and I heard about what happened. I’m not trying to judge, but I can put in a good word for you if what you’re here for is what I think."

This time, Atlas stopped in his tracks. Seeing that Atlas finally halted, Jonathan smiled in satisfaction.

"I’ll park my car. It’ll be quick!"

With that, Jonathan jogged back to his car, as if sure Atlas would wait for him. And Atlas did, turning around to follow the car that almost killed him with his gaze. Jonathan stayed true to his word.

In under three minutes, Jonathan was jogging back to where Atlas stood. As soon as he arrived, a wide grin dominated his face.

"See? I was fast!" Jonathan bragged, but Atlas remained silent as he resumed walking. "Atlas, are you always this cold?"

"..."

Jonathan smacked his lips, eyes on Atlas as they headed to the lift. "Are you here because my brother offered you a job here... after you were kicked out of Global Prime Logistics?"

"No."

"He didn’t?" Jonathan’s brows rose in surprise, studying Atlas from top to bottom again. "Then what are you doing here?"

Atlas thought for a moment, recalling what Allen had been rambling about. "Job hunt."

DING!