The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 595

Chapter 595: And I Wonder Why

Meanwhile...

"Also, darling, the finger you’re holding up is the one in the middle. You should lessen the hints to make it harder to guess."

Atlas pressed the button out of habit, ending the line purely out of instinct. But when he did, his brows rose as he looked around at the people surrounding him.

"What?" he asked, studying all the pairs of eyes fixed on him. "Was my guess wrong?"

And somehow, that second question alone made everyone shake their heads in disbelief.

All that exchange with Jarvis was cool and tense, but the parting remark Atlas casually slipped in felt a little too out of place. They didn’t think he should be answering Lola’s sarcasm at that point.

"Master." Baby stepped forward to his side, his voice sounding more like a reminder than a reprimand.

Atlas glanced at him and nodded in understanding. Then he turned to everyone gathered around the vast greenery of the estate.

"Finish them up," he ordered before he and Baby walked away, heading toward the mansion at the center of the grounds.

Currently, their group has raided the large mansion in the main city. There were people in charge of the place, and they had taken all of them down. However, it wasn’t what Atlas would consider a major win. After all, the amount of security present was different from what one would expect.

And by that, he knew in his heart that neither the governor nor Jarvis was here.

Otherwise, there would’ve been more resistance, and it wouldn’t have been this quick. Still, taking down the head first would’ve been the most efficient approach.

Classic Atlas.

As Atlas and Baby walked inside, more of their men were tying up or moving unconscious security personnel throughout the mansion. Those who were clearly servants and unarmed surrendered quickly, making the situation far less bloody than anticipated.

Looking around, the mansion clearly reflected the governor’s lavish taste. Everything sparkled, gold visible everywhere. Even the railings were plated, and the furniture was crafted from the priciest woods.

"It is a nice home," Baby remarked as he tread carefully behind Atlas, his eyes scanning every corner of the grand interior.

Atlas, on the other hand, couldn’t care less about the aesthetics. When both of them stopped, one of the men approached.

"Sir," he said politely, geared from head to toe, clearly not part of the main group that entered Ravah. "We checked all other areas of the mansion, but there wasn’t anyone here."

"That is strange," Atlas remarked, blinking. "This is the address where I sent my letter."

"They must have left the mansion once they realized the danger this place was about to face," Baby guessed, as that was the only explanation he could think of.

"I doubt it." Atlas finally took a moment to look around. "This place doesn’t look like it was occupied much."

Then he snapped his gaze to the man he had put in charge of the sweep.

"Ask the servants," he ordered calmly. "I am curious how they managed to deliver my letter to the governor."

Atlas had several guesses, but he wanted confirmation.

"Yes, sir."

"And Slater?"

"He’s in the backyard."

With that, Atlas lifted his head and headed toward where Slater was. The latter had wanted to run the moment he saw a familiar wall. If not for Atlas, Slater would’ve taken off without hesitation.

"Slater," Atlas called, making his brother lift his brows and hum in response. "When you were held captive in your first life... was that your only mission?"

Slater nodded.

"And they promised Penny’s freedom?"

Again, Slater nodded.

"Do they know me?" Atlas asked, purely out of curiosity.

This time, Slater frowned.

"First Brother, why are you asking that?" he said, scratching the back of his head. "You already know my story. Of course, they know you. They’re the ones who told me you were dead."

"Slater," Atlas said again. "In my previous life, I was in an accident."

Although Zoren later claimed he wanted to be the one responsible for that out of spite toward Penny’s brothers, it was actually Zoren who rescued Atlas—and kept him hidden on what was once known as Pierson Island.

The moment Atlas said that, Slater’s eyes slowly widened as he held his breath. He turned back toward the wall, which looked eerily similar to the one etched into his memories, save for slight differences in pattern.

"First Brother..."

But Atlas looked away, fixing his gaze on the wall.

"Slater," he said quietly, "I think... someone wanted me dead in my first life—and in this one as well. And I’m curious why?"