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.

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