Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 735

Chapter 735: It’s not you who they wanted to begin with

The next day...

Stephen sat across from his son, studying the haggard look on Sven’s face. They only had a few minutes together, but half of it passed in silence. Sven wouldn’t meet his father’s eyes, keeping his gaze down. His expression was blank, the life in his eyes dim.

It was the same for Stephen.

’Did they... did those people also ask you to do this for them?’ wondered Stephen, suspecting that someone had pushed Sven into doing what he had done. ’And now that you’re here... or was this their plan all along? To rope you in all of this?’

Stephen might not be as clever or innovative as Atlas, but he was sharp enough to piece things together. The people who’d approached him last night had dropped him off at home without laying a hand on him. Yet Stephen couldn’t sleep, their offer weighing heavily on his mind.

He had spent the night thinking, questioning, assuming.

And now, he’d reached a conclusion.

’Those people... whoever they are...’ Stephen let out a sharp breath. ’It wasn’t you who they wanted, Sven. It was me... who they needed to do whatever plan they have.’

If their goal was to remove Atlas from the scene and force him to step down, Stephen was the natural choice to approach. After all, he was Atlas’s biggest competitor. Not Sven. People only compared Sven and Atlas because they were around the same age and the chairman was biased. But in reality, Stephen was the one who’d likely take Atlas’s place if he ever faltered.

’They approached my foolish son... because they knew it was the one thing that could make me reconsider their offer.’ Stephen mentally laughed bitterly, grasping the entirety of the scheme that had played out behind the scenes. ’What a wicked thing to do.’

Stephen huffed once again, leaning back and fixing his eyes on his son. "You bastard..." he hissed. "Did you really attempt to kill someone?"

Before this, Sven would have quickly defended himself or begged his father’s forgiveness. But now, he remained silent, showing no reaction.

"Sven, you are a disgrace to this family." Stephen placed a hand on the table between them, pushing himself up. "I don’t have a son who is a murderer."

Still, Sven didn’t react, making Stephen clench his fists.

"Sven Bennet, I now disown you," Stephen declared through gritted teeth. "The lawyer I hired is the last thing I’ll do for you. But don’t expect me — or even your mother — to visit. You’re not my son anymore, so don’t think of me as your father."

Sven gave no response, even to those harsh words.

"Tch." Stephen scoffed and strode off without looking back. "What a fool and a disappointment. I’m ashamed to even call you my son."

As for Sven, he kept his head low, but tears fell from his eyes as his father walked away. If only he knew what his father was planning or that the same people who put him here had reached out to his father, he would have tried to stop him.

After all, Sven had already experienced firsthand what it was like to be involved with those people. He’d only been locked up overnight, but he regretted letting his anger cloud his judgment.

Those people hadn’t forced Sven to join them, nor had they told him to push Allen down the stairs. But they’d cornered him until he felt he had no choice but to commit more crimes to escape. _{freewebnσvel.cøm}