Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1516

Chapter 1516: Another unexpected passenger

[Pierson Corporation]

Jonathan stared blankly at his computer. The joy he’d felt at home had evaporated. All he could do now was wonder where this corporate nightmare would end.

The world was already crumbling for some, and yet here he was, staring at the unfinished task in front of him.

"This..." He trailed off, glancing around at the few remaining people in the office. As he did, he subtly unplugged the mouse and moved it around. "Hey, my computer’s freezing."

One of his colleagues glanced up from his desk. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, check."

Letting the colleague investigate, the latter furrowed his brow.

"Did you save your work?" the colleague asked, concern evident in his voice.

"I thought I had finished, but I’m not sure."

"I see." The other man nodded. "I’ll have someone look at it tomorrow. It’s late already, and Sir Atlas left hours ago."

Yes!

Jonathan allowed himself a small, relieved smile as he glanced at his computer. "I hope I saved it," he whispered to himself. "Otherwise, I’ll have to redo it tomorrow."

Making sure his colleague had heard him, he reluctantly powered down his computer and packed up his things. It had been days since Jonathan had transferred to the COO’s department—the place he’d spent the rest of his life, or so Atlas had said.

But even though Atlas wasn’t saddling him with unnecessary tasks like Dean had, it wasn’t much of an improvement. The workload here, compared to Dean’s department, was ten times heavier.

Jonathan barely bade the remaining employees goodnight as he walked out of the office.

In my first life, this department didn’t exist, he thought. The busiest department I remember was the CEO’s office.

But with Atlas in charge, the CEO’s office had become the most laid-back place in the company. It was as if Atlas was intent on taking all the responsibility, as if he were preparing to inherit the company.

Jonathan didn’t dwell on it too long. He stepped out of the elevator and made his way to his designated parking space. As he approached his car, he absentmindedly fiddled with his keys before stopping.

"..." Jonathan eyed his car warily. "They said he left an hour ago, right?"

Over the past few weeks, Atlas had been in his car at least a few times a week. And somehow, Jonathan always ended up driving him home. But recently, Atlas had stopped hitching rides, for reasons unknown.

Well, Zoren had given Atlas extra storage space for the unsent gift he’d bought for his sister. So now, Atlas had enough room in his own car.

"He’s not here," Jonathan muttered, letting out a sigh of relief.

Still, he proceeded cautiously as he approached the vehicle, checking the windows for any sign of someone waiting inside. When he saw no one, his shoulders relaxed. Finally, he jumped into the driver’s seat.

Crazy? CRAZY?!