Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 816

Chapter 816: What is this?

Stephen unknowingly kept standing in the same spot, deep in thought. In his mind, if he was going to go along with the plan and do as the person told him, he should do it as soon as possible. Not because the person was in a hurry, but because Stephen would continue to waver if he kept delaying it.

Every passing day affected Stephen’s resolve. Therefore, he had come here with the intention of doing what needed to be done with his eyes closed.

’I can’t do that with Charles and his foolish youngest son here, can I?!’ Stephen panicked, snapping out of his thoughts when Slater suddenly spoke.

"Uncle Stephen, what’s wrong? Why are you still standing?"

Stephen snapped his gaze to Slater, then shifted his eyes to the others in the room. All of them were already seated, looking up at him.

"Uh." He cleared his throat and awkwardly sat down beside Slater. He didn’t have a choice, as there weren’t any other seats available.

As soon as he sat down, Slater flashed him a beaming smile. "It’s good to see you, Uncle Stephen. You look nice. Did you lose weight?"

"What?"

"I mean, compared to the last time I saw you, you seem slimmer now," Slater explained innocently. "Have you started working out?"

"What is this brat saying?" Stephen murmured, casting Charles a glare. "Charles, why did you bring your son in here? It’s not like he can understand anything. He’ll just make things more confusing."

Charles shrugged. "I’m not the one who let him in here. If I remember correctly, I tried to take him far enough to lose him, but he ended up following us. Moreover, Dad is the one who let him join us. If you’re going to scold someone, this guy right here is the person to vent to."

Charles pointed his thumb at Chairman Bennet, earning a scoff from his father. However, that only made Stephen frown even more. How could he scold the chairman?

"Uncle Stephen, don’t worry. I’ll keep my mouth shut!" Slater zipped his mouth shut and nodded at him reassuringly. "Even though I’m a big boy and qualified to be here, I’ll let the big guys talk."

"Slater, are you saying you’re the bigger guy for letting us talk and not you?" Charles’s face twisted. ’Why does this son of mine so easily tug at my ego?’

At this point, Charles didn’t even question his third son’s talent—this was his talent.

Slater pouted and looked at the chairman with puppy eyes. "Grandpa..."

"Slater, he’s been my father for six decades now. That’s not going to work, trust me," Charles added, seeing that Slater was trying to charm the chairman.

Chairman Bennet clicked his tongue and glared at Charles. When his eyes landed on Slater, he just shook his head.

"Stop that. How can you act like that at your age?" he grumbled, but his tone was milder than usual.

He paused, his expression darkening. "However, I let it pass and let Atlas punish him by terminating him from the company. He could’ve been punished more severely, but he was still family. So, I let it slide." _{freёwebnovel.com}

"But this one... I removed Sven Bennet from my will the very moment I heard what he had done," he added. "He is not just a disgrace to this family; Sven Bennet doesn’t even deserve to be called a Bennet. You do not have to tell me what to do!"

"Is that all you want to say?" Chairman Bennet asked, clearly more displeased than understanding of Stephen’s situation. "If that’s all, then you’ve wasted my time as well. You better leave. I don’t want to hear anything more about that little fool. I’ve told you this before, and I’ll say it one last time. If you can’t disown him, then I’ll disown you. I don’t have a family member who is a criminal."

Stephen huffed quietly, keeping his mouth shut. Without another word, he rose from his seat and lowered his head.

"Then, I’ll leave now, Chairman."

"Tch." Chairman Bennet irritably clicked his tongue, watching Stephen leave quietly. But after a second, he spoke again. "Stephen Bennet, I’ll only give you some time. However, you don’t have much time. Remove him from your family registry, or I’ll remove you."

Stephen stopped and looked back at him, nodding in understanding. With that, he walked away without another word. Charles raised his brows and followed Stephen’s figure with his gaze.

Meanwhile, Slater smacked his lips and leaned back, whistling quietly at the sudden tension in the room. But just as he did, he noticed a small bottle near the armrest where Stephen had been sitting previously.

’What is this?’