Chapter 686: The Bennet’s little thief
"Sir Sven is here. He said he’s going to get his stuff. Poor guy."
Allen couldn’t help but tilt his head from one side to the other, recalling the security guard’s remarks just now. He didn’t want to dwell on it, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that it was no wonder he felt a little bothered about leaving his briefcase behind.
Not that there was anything Sven could do with it, but he wanted to believe that Sven should have learned his lesson. After stealing a document from Atlas and using it to compete with him—only to end up humiliated in front of a huge crowd—anyone would have learned their lesson. Not to mention that, because of Sven’s foolishness, he had been kicked out of his office.
"Maybe the big boss just didn’t tell me because it’s not a big deal anymore," he told himself, whistling as he stepped out of the elevator. "That’s probably it."
After all, no matter how good Atlas’s mood was, he wouldn’t forget something important. Hence, Allen deemed this something he shouldn’t dwell on. However, just when he was several steps from his office, he noticed Atlas’s office door opening from the inside.
"Huh?" Allen slowed down, lines deepening between his brows. "Who...?"
He couldn’t even finish his sentence when he saw someone step out of his boss’s office.
"Sir... Sven?" Allen blurted out, causing Sven to flinch in surprise.
Slowly, Sven turned his head in Allen’s direction. His complexion was a little ashen, forcing a smile that failed miserably.
"Allen!" Sven called, his tone nervous and suspicious. "What are you doing here?"
"I should be the one asking, sir. What were you doing in Sir Atlas’s office... at this hour?"
Sven felt a lump in his throat and had to clear it as he breathed out. "Just to get some of my stuff."