Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Half-threats sound incredibly tender...

He ultimately fell in love, how difficult must this be for Atlas Hallow?

It seems like the most indulgent thing he’s done in his life.

For a long time, Atlas Hallow restrained himself from having mortal desires, from feeling love, because love always ends up hurting both others and oneself.

Also because he didn’t believe that love still existed in this world; it should exist in fairy tales, as an unavailable luxury in the adult world, too expensive to be measured in money. He thought it was something he would never touch, yet it appeared unguarded in his life.

The sky began to turn white, he laid the girl in his arms down, covered her with a blanket, thinking that today’s timely arrival at work would be a bit challenging for her, so he let her sleep a little longer while he had a pile of things to deal with.

After freshening up and coming out, he didn’t expect Charlotte Miller had already gotten up, sitting in the blanket with a confused sleepy expression. Atlas Hallow walked up to her, lightly kissed her forehead: ”Good morning...”

The man’s lips were slightly cool this morning, like a soft snowflake falling on her forehead.

Charlotte Miller’s mouth slightly curled into a smile, her voice hoarse and lazy yet with a unique charm: ”Good morning...”

”Why aren’t you sleeping?” Atlas Hallow watched her get ready to rise, feeling a bit distressed seeing her whole body weak.

”To work. If I don’t work, will you support me?” Her mind wasn’t clear yet, and she didn’t know why she spontaneously said a line often used in TV shows, laughing right after she uttered it.

”I know you can afford it, just kidding.” She couldn’t not go to work because of this, although she felt somewhat sleep-deprived, it wasn’t to the extent of not being able to get up.

”Still have the energy to joke, I really underestimated you.” Atlas Hallow chuckled, pinched Charlotte Miller’s cheek, and after watching her walk into the bathroom, he went to the wardrobe to prepare clothes for her.

When Charlotte Miller came out of the bathroom, he had already picked out a set of clothes and placed it on the Ottoman in the bedroom: a high-collared white turtleneck, black trousers, and a small black jacket.

”If Mrs. Hallow wants to hitch a ride on my coattails, she should hurry up and change...” The clothes were neatly arranged, and Atlas Hallow sat tidily next to them with a slight smile.

Charlotte Miller looked at Atlas Hallow’s smile, feeling he was up to no good.

”By the way, Luna Miller is back. Her things got robbed last night, I’ve already handled it for you.” He knew Charlotte Miller said she’d never care again, but her heart always worried about Luna Miller, evident from the traces of searches on her computer.

Search results about whether South Korean plastic surgery poses risks took up the largest portion, she never stopped worrying about her sister.

”Robbed? Is she okay?” She didn’t know since Luna Miller wouldn’t tell her.

Since Charlotte Miller arranged for her parents to leave the country, Luna Miller hated her even more, believing she controlled their parents and barred her from money, even wanting to seize Charlotte Miller’s assets.

In fact, the Miller Family sold off their properties to pay debts, not leaving much, and keeping what’s left in Charlotte’s hands was because she can make the most of it. If it were Luna Miller’s hands, Charlotte felt nine times out of ten it would be squandered completely.

”She’s fine, but not entirely. Daniel Parker said she’s changed so much, the police couldn’t recognize her.” Atlas Hallow didn’t want to imagine what Luna Miller had become, such women disgusted him the most; their second meeting discussing marriage had her strip and sit on his lap, leaving him bewildered at how Freya Morgon raised her daughter.

Only after meeting Charlotte Miller did he realize perhaps all the good genes were in Charlotte, Luna’s licentiousness was understandable.

”Unrecognizable?” Charlotte Miller, being smart, understood immediately what Atlas Hallow meant.

The thing she worried about most happened. Luna Miller didn’t just deal with the scar on her face from the car crash, she even went for plastic surgery.

Why do this when she’s already beautiful enough? Charlotte Miller couldn’t understand why Luna was so obsessed.

”Luna’s an adult now, you should understand she’s responsible for her own actions.” Atlas Hallow didn’t want these matters bothering Charlotte, but it was obvious she still worried.

”I understand...” Suddenly, the car became quiet, Charlotte Miller lowered her head, dazed for a moment before quietly saying, ”Thank you, Atlas Hallow...”

Thanking him for handling these matters, and thanking him for everything he’s done recently.

In the morning office, early guests arrived, and Charlotte Miller wasn’t the only one thanking Atlas Hallow.

Luna Miller arrived early, as did Daniel Parker.

They’ve already had two cups of coffee.

Daniel Parker glanced at his watch, unbelievably the CEO had arrived late.

Ordinarily, given his usual conduct, he would be seated in the office ten minutes early, yet he was fifteen minutes late today, unprecedented.

Just married?

He wondered if this record would be continuously broken, until unable to get up for work one morning?

Daniel Parker couldn’t help but recall a line from the ”Song of Everlasting Regret”, ”The spring night is bitterly short as day rises high, henceforth the Emperor frequently stays behind.”

When he poured Luna Miller the third cup of coffee, the elevator doors opened, Atlas Hallow was walking into Charlotte Miller’s office, his arm around her waist.

He had already called earlier, saying Luna was in the small reception room, the boss merely hummed coldly, not saying much, it seemed to imply letting Luna wait here. The boss was becoming increasingly unfathomable.

”How come marrying a wealthy man heightens one’s vision? I’m standing right here yet you act like you don’t see me?” Luna Miller heard the sound of the elevator opening from outside, stepped out of the reception room just in time to witness this scene, her eyes almost flaming.

”Sister?” Charlotte Miller heard the familiar voice behind her, quickly turned to look, and was completely stunned.

Not only couldn’t the police recognize her, even she who lived with Luna for so long was overwhelmed at first glance.

The outline was still Luna Miller, but there were many changes.

”Why did you become this way?” Charlotte Miller felt both angry and anxious, although Luna couldn’t let one have a carefree time, she was nevertheless her own sister, watching her become like this really worried Charlotte about possible future side effects.

”Jealous?” Luna said that after her cosmetic surgery, even the doctors stated she was the most successful case.

Charlotte Miller widened her eyes, gazing at such a face appearing so perfect like a plastic doll, feeling a chill up her spine, her legs seemingly going weak...