Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Looking at the cucumber slowly accumulating in the lunchbox, Charlotte Miller quietly lowered her head and continued eating, but she didn’t eat a single bite of what he had given her.

The shadow of darkness in her eyes began to deepen, was she really going to be this stubborn?

After hastily eating a few bites, Charlotte covered the lunchbox. In this kind of atmosphere, she really couldn’t eat anything.

”You’re not allowed to waste.” Before she even stood up with the intention of taking the box to the trash outside, the man beside her spoke in a low voice.

His voice carried a cold disdain as if blaming her for wasting; but Charlotte knew this man was deliberately making things difficult for her.

Waste? He had done far more wasteful things, yet now he was earnestly lecturing her.

”I don’t like beef.” Charlotte quietly said, she didn’t like this feeling.

Being controlled by him, bound, suppressed and suffocated.

”Then let’s change it.” Atlas Hallow picked up his phone, Charlotte glanced at him and sighed inwardly, ”No need to change it, this will do.”

She reopened the box, picked up her chopsticks, and began to eat seriously.

”Are you throwing a tantrum with me?” Charlotte picked up a piece of beef, but before she could put it into her mouth, he stopped her.

Atlas Hallow’s gaze subtly settled on her face, observing her small, aggrieved countenance, with an unreadable smile at the corner of his lips. This feeling of having her in his grasp was simply sublime.

He held in his hand a crucial piece of leverage against Charles Miller, effectively clutching Charlotte’s lifeline. This ability to hold her in his palm gave him a strange thrill, even more exhilarating than any business victory.

Charlotte saw a flash of icy light in Atlas Hallow’s eyes, and his smile seemed to deepen on his handsome face, making people somewhat fearful.

”How could I dare, didn’t you tell me not to waste? I’ll finish.” Charlotte looked at this man. He had always had an air of superiority, just like her initial impression.

He seemed like a ruler.

Not just her actions, even her thoughts needed to be dominated; this kind of man was the most terrifying.

Perhaps as time living together lengthened, his real temperament started to slowly reveal itself.

Everyone believed Atlas Hallow was mature and reserved, actually because their exposure time wasn’t long, and this man had the most perfect appearance, looking wonderful with clothes on, but she was gradually discovering him unmasking bit by bit.

”You don’t like it yet insist on finishing it, isn’t that a tantrum?” Atlas Hallow took the chopsticks from her hand, then tightly grasped her hand as he stood up.

”What are you going to do?” Charlotte shivered all over, feeling a little nervous.

This man always does unexpected things.

”Since you don’t like it, we’ll go eat what you like.” He grabbed her hand and headed toward the elevator entrance, Charlotte tried to struggle, but it was futile.

This man had incredible, almost limitless brute strength under his suit; she could only let him pull her into the elevator together and reach the executive restaurant.

The food at the buffet counter remained abundant, as soon as she entered the restaurant, she already felt the gazes coming from all directions.

Wanting to avoid some gossip, she didn’t expect the result to be this exacerbated.

Sitting by the window, the scattered people around automatically stood up and left, making the whole restaurant quiet at once.

”If nothing here satisfies you, let’s go out and eat.” His thin lips slightly parted; his voice was not loud, but Charlotte heard it clearly. This man had another maddening fault, his capriciousness made him unpredictable.

Just like now, she didn’t know if he was angry or not.

”This here is far better than any restaurant outside.” After saying that, she stood up and walked towards the food counter. She picked up a large white plate and began to serve herself some food.

Crunchy roasted buns, lettuce dressed with sesame sauce, smoked fish chunks, crispy meat, and lastly, a cup of juice—since she was already here, she wouldn’t shortchange her stomach, although she really felt she couldn’t eat much.

It wasn’t about appetite, just mood.

It was exhausting to be in an unequal relationship.

”Aren’t you eating?” She returned to her seat, watched Atlas Hallow sitting there still, not showing any sign of wanting to have lunch.

His thin lips slowly softened from their sharp line, he reached for her plate and took a small bun, a deep, rich voice rose in the air: ”I’ll eat yours...”

With this move, she was irrevocably linked to Atlas Hallow in the company. His actions grew increasingly intimate every time, saying she hadn’t seduced the CEO, likely no one would believe it now.

Charlotte sighed deeply in her heart. No matter how delicious, everything seemed bland and tasteless, life seemed to become tougher.

When she was halfway through, her phone rang. Not many people knew her number in this city: her parents, Luna Miller, Atlas Hallow, and Ethan Baird, so she didn’t need to think to know it was Ethan calling.

She swiped to answer and took the call right in front of Atlas Hallow.

She couldn’t avoid taking the call because she already felt the oppressive aura spreading from Atlas Hallow, slowly grinding her breath.

”Sweetheart, there’s a dinner tomorrow, can you come?” Ethan Baird sounded rather excited, as if he had good news to share with her.

”I might not have time; Ethan, I’ll call you back at home, I’m working now.” She knew Ethan chose lunchtime to call, it was to not disturb her during work hours. Who’d have thought Atlas Hallow was sticking to her so closely today.

”Got it.” Ethan sensed the caution from Charlotte on the other end, and without saying much, hung up the phone. After working together for so long, they were in sync on this.

Did the person beside her give her so much pressure she didn’t even dare answer calls?

Looks like they need to speed up their plan.

She hung up the call, then looked up and saw Atlas Hallow’s eyes. His dark pupils seemed dipped in icy water and black stone, when two sharp cold glances shot out, her heartbeat skipped a beat and became erratic.

He said nothing, but his expression had already warned her.

Charlotte didn’t even dare to mention going out that night because even mentioning it would lead to no result, accidentally attracting more trouble instead.

Sweetheart? The endearment was warm, Atlas Hallow picked up the glass of juice and took a sip, then set it down on the table. Cold words popped from his lips: ”Got plans tonight?”

”Uh-huh, likely just a friend’s gathering.” A dinner was probably Ethan inviting some old classmates, most of whom worked in finance, so it was sorta a friends’ reunion.

”Want to go?” He looked at Charlotte’s small face; this beautiful woman having social events was normal, just how daring were these people?

Don’t they know she’s Atlas Hallow’s woman?