Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

”Stop those backhanded tricks immediately...” Charlotte’s eyes met his, and those watery eyes held a combination of alertness and anger, flashing, brighter and more enticing than any gem.

Atlas Hallow slowly walked closer, like a mountain pressing down, the distinctive musk on him instantly invading Charlotte’s breath.

His thin lips nearly touched hers: ”Charlotte, you were the one who brought him into this in the first place, and you have the nerve to confront me?” Charlotte could clearly see all the mockery and cruelty in Atlas Hallow’s eyes, his thin lips slowly saying, ”So now you want me to stop? But I don’t think I’ve had enough fun yet...”

Atlas Hallow’s voice was dark and dangerous, continuing, ”Do you really think Jack Smith is a clean person? Do you think the money flowing into his studio is all legitimate? Do you know who invested in his agency firm, and do you know what kind of money laundering he is helping with for someone aiming to list on the stock market?” Atlas laughed coldly; Charlotte was naively adorable. Perhaps she believed all men, except him, were good.

”All of these are his affairs. If there are illegal transactions, he will suffer himself. Do you really need to play the role of the police?” Charlotte was somewhat skeptical, but if Atlas Hallow didn’t have evidence, he wouldn’t speak lightly.

Atlas Hallow always handles matters with absolute certainty. It was just like when he dealt with Rowan Diaz. Everyone thought Rowan had the upper hand, but Atlas unexpectedly produced all the evidence, leading to Rowan’s downfall with no chance of recovery.

Has he also gathered all the evidence against Jack Smith?

”Currently, he’s only facing minor troubles, hasn’t been called by economic investigation teams or the court, just because I haven’t handed over the most direct evidence yet.” After saying this, Atlas walked over to the executive chair behind the desk and sat with a indifferent smile on his face, looking at Charlotte.

Charlotte found it unbelievable; Jack Smith was a star. Why would he enter the capital markets? Did he truly engage in some illicit monetary transactions?

Atlas Hallow opened a drawer and took out a folder, waving it in Charlotte’s view, ”If you don’t believe, take a look for yourself.”

”State your terms.” Charlotte understood Atlas was a businessman, a very successful one at that. These arrangements were merely to discuss a deal with her, and Charlotte didn’t want innocent people involved. Although Jack Smith was already tangled in the matter, at least she needed to warn Jack before stepping into the war.

”First, come over and see what Jack Smith is really doing?” Atlas beckoned to Charlotte, thinking it would be a shame not to let her see it clearly after spending time to gather everything.

Charlotte walked up to the desk, glanced at the files, and understood that Jack Smith was taking some shortcuts in capital operations, and the channels for financing weren’t quite right. Yet many people are doing the same; if one risks recklessly and succeeds, it might become their first bucket of gold for primitive capital accumulation. If they failed, they would end up disgraced and ruined.

”So, what do you think now? Still think of him as a good man? Actually, he’s just like me, driven by interest, only his tactics are much cruder...” Atlas looked at Charlotte standing behind her, gently holding her waist, his handsome cheek leaning against Charlott’s, speaking ambiguously into her ear, ”No one in this world is truly innocent; Jack Smith isn’t innocent, I’m not innocent, and Ethan Baird is even less likely to be an innocent man. So Charlotte, all men are the same; we’re all fighting fiercely for greater gain, but fortunately, I have never lost... Atlas’s lips brushed against Charlotte’s earlobe then lightly bit it, saying the final sentence, ”Never lost, no matter who the opponent is.”

When he finished this sentence, Charlotte’s slender and petite body shivered slightly, unsure if it was due to Atlas’s embrace or because of the words he spoke.

He said he had never lost, no matter the opponent, those words foretelling that she was fighting the toughest battle yet, and no one before her had beat Atlas Hallow.