Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 822

Chapter 822: Don’t punish them.

"Why not use it for something more... useful?"

Slater had a point. The moment that bottle of pills landed in his hand, it was over for Stephen. The person who had handed it to him told him to handle it with care. If they found out that Slater knew about it, then not only would Sven’s chance for freedom be over, but Stephen’s life would be over too.

One more fact: they were all in this together. The second Sven got involved with such people, their entire family was already in the same boat. Look what happened to Stephen—dragged into this because of his son.

"Useful?" Stephen repeated, a faint note of ridicule in his voice. "I’ll use my damn mouth for something useful, but telling you all of it isn’t."

Slater tilted his head. "Why is that, Uncle?"

"Hah. You think I can just tell you everything like that?" Stephen snorted. "Slater, I don’t know what kind of game you’re playing, but this isn’t as simple as you think. Your empty threats of killing me won’t work."

"Uncle." Slater frowned. "Did you miss everything I said earlier? Did it not process in your head?"

"What?"

"Why do you think I know what kind of drug this is, how much it costs, and why it’s priced like that on the black market?" Slater replied calmly. "I’m not playing games, and I know who the first person you’d use the first pill on is."

He smacked his lips and leaned back comfortably. "And I have a guess about what’s going on here. Do you want to hear the story of your life from my mouth?"

"Very well," Slater shrugged. "Where do I start? Let’s see... once you kill Grandpa..." He trailed off, observing the look on Stephen’s face and smirking. "You’re going to take his share and transfer it to yourself. Although I see that as a difficult task, it should be easy with the people pulling the strings."

"If that happens, then..." he continued in a knowing tone, "there would be a shift in power in the company. My first brother will vacate his office, and for sure, you’d do everything in your power to get him out of the company. It’ll be easy once you become the head of the family, won’t it?"

He paused, his eyes sharpening. "But here’s the million-dollar question. What happens after that? You still have nine pills left."

What was next?

After kicking Atlas out, what would they ask Stephen to do next?

Slater wiggled his brows meaningfully. "You didn’t really think it ends there, did you?"

Of course not. _{freeweɓnovel.cѳm}

Slowly, Slater leaned forward, resting his arm on his leg. "You’re just a puppet— their puppet. Being bossed around by my first brother might be annoying for you, but at least he gives you respect when it’s due and has always listened to your opinion. It won’t be the same with those guys."