Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 948

Chapter 948: click

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Stephen sat down in his office and huffed. He leaned against his swivel chair, closing his eyes tightly as he tried to breathe. After some time, he reopened his eyes. Even now, his heart was beating so fast he could barely breathe normally.

Ever since yesterday, he had been having a hard time breathing. However, he could never show it to anyone — not even to the heavens or the devils in hell.

"Ah, goodness." Stephen peeled his back off the chair and pulled out a drawer. He looked around his office cautiously while pressing the corner surface of the drawer.

Click.

The sound the surface made was faint, but it was enough to make him jolt in surprise. Lowering his gaze, beads of sweat started to break out on his forehead and back. His hand trembled as he reached for the slightly lifted surface, which had never been there before.

As soon as he took a peek at what was inside, he gulped. Inside the small secret space in one of the drawers of his desk was a pistol and a burner phone. He reached out to grab the phone but stopped as his fingers brushed against the cold surface of the pistol.

"This is a real gun," he breathed out, his heart thudding as if it would leap out of his chest. "A real gun they gave me."

Stephen paused to take another deep breath. He had to stabilize his breathing and his racing heart first. Otherwise, he might end up in the hospital as well. After some time, he opened his eyes with clear determination in them.

This time, he reached out for the burner phone and squeezed himself into his seat. Who knew who was watching him through these glass walls behind him? It was better to be safe than sorry, because right now, Stephen didn’t feel like he was taking charge of the Bennet Family but was instead an agent on a dangerous and deadly mission.

Stephen peeled off the earpiece that was taped on top of the phone, placing it in his ear carefully. He placed the phone in front of him, positioning it in a blind spot in case someone was watching him from afar. Then, he called the only number on the phone.

Ring... ring... ring...

Stephen tapped his finger on the armrest, his heart starting to pick up again as he listened to each ring. Thankfully, after the fourth ring, the call went through.

"He—Hello?" His voice cracked with nervousness, a little fear in his heart that the person on the other end of the line might be someone else, not the one he was expecting.

For a short while, the line was filled with nothing but silence until the person on the other end of the line spoke.

Charles Bennet.

"I swear to God, if my wife decides to divorce me, I’ll kill you with my bare hands and make sure you know you’re going to die," was the first thing Charles said in an irritated voice. But contrary to the expected reaction, Stephen sighed in relief. _{fгeewebnovёl.com}

"Oh, God... Charles..." Stephen breathed out, his body starting to shake. "I feel like I’m going to die, anyway. This is insane. I can’t do this any longer. I feel like they’ll find out soon!"