Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

The man’s coolness?

Luna Miller couldn’t help but picture Atlas Hallow in her mind. He always preferred wearing black clothes, be it suits or shirts. He tied his tie meticulously, with his collar and cuffs buttoned neatly. His cufflinks and ties weren’t flashy, and he didn’t have tattoos — his attire was always impeccably proper.

But as soon as he sat there and glanced at her, she’d become incredibly anxious. Did this count as being cool enough?

Just when she was lost in thought, the elevator shuddered heavily again. Charlotte Miller was startled, her face turning increasingly pale and pitiful. Her brows furrowed slightly, and in the moment she closed her eyes, her thick, curled lashes appeared even more fragile.

At such moments, a man’s protective instinct would be completely aroused. Jack Smith reached out to pull Charlotte into his embrace...

Jack Smith was well aware of his own status and usually never did anything inappropriate, but this time, he couldn’t resist.

The desire to hold her, to comfort her, to give her strength overrode all the behavioral norms he had adhered to before.

It turned out that Luna Miller’s beauty could be mesmerizing, while Charlotte Miller’s beauty brought clarity — it made him realize what he truly wanted.

Luna Miller was a passionate, proactive woman, like fire. Few men could resist such a woman. He had been living alone for too long, to the point that the industry had limited all his freedom. He was either on a plane or in a hotel.

There were always desires in a young man’s body wanting to burst forth. Perhaps this was a man’s truest feeling, so when a temptress like Luna appeared, he didn’t refuse.

At this moment, Jack Smith wondered if he had made a mistake. Should he persist with his choices in this materialistic era until he meets a girl he likes?

He complied with his body’s temporary needs, and now, when he wanted to reach out to hold Charlotte, he felt a tiniest bit of shame because Luna, Charlotte’s sister, was supposedly his girlfriend.

To put it more bluntly, they were just two people using each other to vent their energy. When it came to feelings, there seemed to be no, or not enough, pure motivation on either side.

”No need, thank you...” The woman in his arms was extraordinarily soft, like holding a cloud. Charlotte whispered her thanks but firmly pushed him away, maintaining a distance.

Charlotte had no idea Atlas Hallow was watching the monitor; she only knew such an action was inappropriate given her identity.

This Jack Smith was Luna’s boyfriend. Even if the situation was special, even if she did need a warm, safe embrace, she shouldn’t have overly intimate contact with Jack Smith. This man’s embrace wasn’t something she wanted, nor was it something she could accept.

”Hmph, always pretending to be so frail...” A fiery voice sounded behind him, ”You know my mother had a fortune teller predict Charlotte’s life. She’ll attract undesirable attention and marry twice, and now it seems that master was spot on. She doesn’t even miss a chance to seduce a man at a time like this; she’s shameless.” Luna’s angry voice resonated behind and pierced Atlas Hallow’s ears word by word.

”No wonder she always wants to follow up on these investments, just to find a chance to see Jack. Such deep schemes leave me speechless. Brother-in-law, you’d better manage her well, or you’ll end up with a wild horse, and your head will be a prairie of bright green grass...” The sarcastic words came to a halt when they met Atlas Hallow’s gaze.

His face grew somber and he didn’t say another word, turning away from the monitoring room because the elevator technician had arrived.

Atlas Hallow stood outside the elevator, his mind consumed with the image of Jack Smith reaching out to embrace Charlotte. That was his woman, his rightful woman, and someone dared to reach out and embrace her just now. The feeling was like a nail piercing into his heart.

If it weren’t a closed elevator, if it weren’t dangerous to open it at will, he really wanted to storm in, pull them apart, and tell Jack Smith that she was his woman and no one else was allowed to touch her.

She really was scared just now. Even through the screen, he could sense Charlotte’s fear, so he was eager to get to her side. He wanted her to know that only he could protect her. Actually, when he saw the elevator tremble heavily, his heart missed a beat. He feared she might be in danger, so much so that his scalp tingled, and his breathing became slightly labored, especially after hearing Luna’s comment.

Marry twice? Apart from marrying him, who else could Charlotte marry?

When the elevator repair personnel finally fixed the elevator and the doors slowly opened, as the light poured in, Charlotte nearly collapsed. She really was frightened — years ago in the United States, the elevator malfunctioned on her once, plummeting from the fourth floor straight to the underground parking lot. She hadn’t held on properly and fractured her wrist, and the sensation of sudden weightlessness nearly broke her.

The last time it was the fourth floor, and this time it was the fortieth. What would happen if it dropped straight down? A fractured wrist might be the least of her worries.

The light shone through only momentarily before a tall figure blocked it, along with the fresh air that had surged in. In its place was the distinct scent of musk, and looking up, sure enough, Atlas Hallow had arrived.

He reached out, pulled off the clothes from her shoulder, and dropped them to the ground, then cradled Charlotte horizontally in his arms.

She looked like she might faint at any moment, her delicate face pale as a sheet. Atlas Hallow couldn’t help but mock himself internally. When had he become so soft-hearted? He couldn’t even bring himself to say a harsh word to her?

Many people had already gathered outside the elevator, and upon seeing their CEO carrying Charlotte out of the elevator, they instinctively parted to make way, lowering their heads, not daring to look further. It wasn’t until their CEO had entered his private elevator that everyone erupted...

This move had clearly indicated that the relationship between Charlotte and the CEO was not ordinary.