Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 732

Chapter 732: Manning up

"I’ve worked at Global Prime Logistics longer— even longer than the current CEO — so I knew how to make it happen. I did it, detective. All of it... it’s on me."

Atlas clasped his hands into tight fists, watching the interrogation from the observation room. He observed as the detective took a moment to process this recorded confession.

"I see," the detective nodded, showing understanding. "And about the suicide attempt?"

"It was part of the plan," Sven replied without hesitation. "Since the charity incident, my father has been venting his anger on me whenever I’m home. So, I knew it would be the same that day."

"And how did you time it?"

"The rope was already prepared, so when I heard him, all I had to do was lock it around my neck."

"Weren’t you afraid it could’ve killed you?"

Sven snorted. "But it didn’t."

Another wave of silence fell, not only in the interrogation room but also among those listening in the observation room. Despite already knowing what Sven had done, hearing the details still sent a chill down their spines. The lack of remorse in Sven’s tone only made his actions seem more disturbing.

"When you stole the company data... who were you planning to sell it to?" the detective pressed, determined to gather all the information they could.

Sven shrugged. "I wasn’t sure yet, but I’m sure people would want it if I put it out there."

"What motivated you to do it?"

"I hate Atlas. I wanted him to fail... even if it meant taking down the company with him."

"Didn’t you consider that the company is also yours?"

"Mine? Haha. Detective, you have no idea how the Bennet family operates. Besides, if everyone ended up hating Atlas because he ruined the company, isn’t that good?" Sven smirked, turning his head toward the mirror, aware that Atlas was watching. "Atlas, now you see that I’m not as stupid as you think, huh?"

The detectives in the room exchanged glances before those in the observation room looked at Atlas. Atlas didn’t budge, keeping his icy gaze fixed on Sven. His fists, however, trembled as he clasped them tightly.

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The detectives asked Sven a few more questions, which he bluntly answered. With his confession, the officers had sufficient grounds to detain him. Sven’s lawyer agreed, though everyone assumed it was his lawyer’s advice to confess in hopes of a lighter sentence.

In this case, a "lighter" sentence meant avoiding capital punishment. Given the accumulating charges, Sven would still likely spend the rest of his life in prison.