Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1633

Chapter 1633: Did you offend someone?

"You’re both going to die."

Silence settled quickly after Hugo’s remark, leaving Cassandra and Kiara furrowing their brows. The two women exchanged puzzled looks before returning their attention to Hugo’s solemn gaze.

Kiara wanted to laugh it off and say, "Stop playing, Hugo."

But how could she, when this was the first time she’d seen such a serious look on his face? It hadn’t been long since they’d started spending more time together, but Kiara knew all too well how unserious he could be.

Right now, he was the complete opposite of the man she thought she knew.

And it left her wondering—did she really know Hugo at all?

Meanwhile, Cassandra replayed his words in her mind like a broken record. The more they echoed, the harder her heart pounded against her chest. Lifting her gaze to Hugo, she swallowed hard as her shoulders tensed.

"What... what did you say?" Cassandra whispered. "We... Kiara and I... are going to die?"

Hugo nodded, sighing heavily. "I didn’t want to do this," he admitted sincerely. "But... you girls need to know."

If it were just him, he could stick close and guard them. He was good at being a scarecrow, intimidating enough to keep trouble away. But if the enemies decided to act while he wasn’t around, he feared these women would find themselves in a life-and-death situation.

He felt responsible.

"Wait..." Still confused, Kiara rubbed the side of her head. "I don’t get it. What do you mean? Who would want to kill us?"

Hugo shrugged. "I’ve been stuck with you, that’s why I haven’t investigated. And besides... I’m still injured." He pointed at his leg. "It’s a pretty bad injury, and it’s taking its time to heal."

Kiara instinctively glanced down at his leg, then back up at him. Her brows knit together—she hadn’t even noticed he was injured. But who could blame her? Hugo never showed a hint of pain. He even lifted boxes back at the warehouse!

"Anyway, the point is... it’s not safe here," he continued, pointing at Kiara. "I don’t know why you’re being targeted, but I have a theory."

His eyes shifted slowly to Cassandra.

The latter raised her brows in surprise, then slowly pointed at herself. "It’s... because of me?"

"What?" Kiara scoffed. "Why would I be targeted because of her—?"

Her voice trailed off, the realization hitting hard. She and Cassandra exchanged a knowing, dreadful look—as if a painful truth had suddenly settled in their hearts.

Hugo watched their reactions shift. They weren’t stupid. They could put the pieces together without him having to spell out every painful detail.

Cassandra turned to Hugo, her complexion pale. "Why?"

"Like I said... I don’t know." Hugo shrugged. "All I know is this: a girl who gets her food stolen and still buys the thief, more bread is being followed. And I also know Kiara has a friend who was recently arrested for a crime she didn’t commit."

That’s too low for him, she thought, shaking her head. He might be capable of something like that... but he wouldn’t actually do it. That’s not the Finn I know.