Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

This decisiveness and determination in her actions surpasses many men; the price she offers is attractive enough, so selling quickly is not a strange thing.

Coincidentally, these past few days have been overwhelming for his boss. Besides handling numerous vital matters of the company, there are troublesome personal affairs, and another reason is their wife is behaving too calmly, so calm as if those things never happened at all. Even at work, she didn’t overlook any minor or major issues, which even Daniel Parker found somewhat incomprehensible.

To be accurate, it’s somewhat unbelievable.

”Anything else?” The cigarette was slowly burning, the small fiery halo flickering, yet the crimson in Atlas Hallow’s eyes was more glaring than the red flame.

”There’s more news, though not entirely certain, but it seems possible that the wife’s family might immigrate to the United States.” This point lacked concrete evidence to prove, so Daniel Parker could only describe it uncertainly.

His fist slowly clenched, the distinct knuckles protruding, demonstrating he was controlling his emotions, yet the dangerous aura had spread into every corner, even within his breath was an indescribable chill.

After Daniel Parker left, Atlas Hallow pressed the intercom button on the table. After two beeps, Charlotte Miller’s consistently soft and soothing voice came through...

”Is there something you need?” Charlotte Miller was in the office, rubbing her forehead; indeed, she’s been a bit tired these days, not from work but from Luna Miller’s affairs, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Atlas Hallow seemed so busy these days that his figure was almost nowhere to be seen. Today’s documents were all handled. Is there something wrong?

However, he seemed normal to her, which was usual; sometimes, he would find some free time in the afternoon to have her accompany him for a cup of coffee, but today felt a bit strange—a feeling indescribable.

Feeling somewhat uneasy, perhaps too many things had happened recently.

She adjusted her clothes, gathered her loose hair, and walked out of the office.

Charlotte Miller gently knocked on the door before pushing it open. Besides the layered musk scent emanating from him, there was also a faint smell of smoke in the air.

The man sitting on the sofa seemed like a cold light source, absorbing all the light from the space.

Charlotte Miller walked up to him, confronted by his deep, ink-black eyes, her whole body felt a prickling pain as if electrified, yet indescribable, like a thrilling danger...

”Your complexion doesn’t look good; too much on your plate recently?” He reached out, pulling Charlotte Miller to sit down. His magnetic voice was still somewhat deep, unchanged from usual.

Charlotte Miller was completely unaware of any problems; she thought Atlas Hallow was asking about her work issues, biting her plump lips and quietly saying, ”It’s okay, I can handle this work intensity.”

In Atlas Hallow’s eyes, there was a vortex swirling, seeming ready to draw the person in front into it. Yet she was quite stubborn, unwilling to share anything that happened with him. The fact that she sold all of Miller Family’s assets was something her husband only learned from others, who can fathom what position he holds in her heart? These days, indeed he’s had many things to deal with, but that can’t justify her hiding everything from him, can it?

Truly reckless, is there anything he couldn’t resolve? A car accident or difficulties encountered in the company?