Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

At first, Luna Miller felt that Atlas Hallow was really too much. Is it true that without comparison, there is no harm?

Compared to Joseph Shaw, Atlas Hallow actually seemed a bit more bearable.

Now Charlotte Miller felt even more that Annie Gray leaving Joseph Shaw was the right decision.

She hadn’t known before that Joseph Shaw even had a fiancée. This was truly shameless to a new level.

Charlotte couldn’t understand why some men always wanted to solve things with money. Although money is a good thing, what women need most is sincerity and respect.

Atlas Hallow couldn’t help but smile as he looked at Charlotte Miller’s expression, as if she wanted to grind Joseph Shaw’s bones into dust.

She seemed to feel it wasn’t worthwhile for her assistant.

But truly, who would know if it was worthwhile or not?

If Joseph Shaw hadn’t extended a helping hand at the time, perhaps Annie’s fate would have been even worse.

But Annie also used her youth to repay this debt.

So they owed each other nothing. However, Joseph Shaw’s attitude towards Annie over the past two years was somewhat poor.

”You guys go ahead, I truly don’t feel well...” Charlotte Miller’s head felt heavy. She really didn’t feel well, even her eyelids were heavy.

She no longer wanted to see Joseph Shaw appear in front of her. If this annoying man dared to bully Annie again, she definitely wouldn’t stand by and do nothing.

Atlas Hallow glanced at Charlotte Miller’s face and noticed that her complexion really wasn’t good now.

Her pale face, with chapped red lips, looked a bit unusual, and her eyes were a bit oily compared to their usual clarity. Moreover, when she spoke, there was a slight nasal tone, not noticeable unless listened to carefully.

When she said she felt unwell, she really wasn’t just making excuses.

Atlas Hallow signaled Joseph Shaw to leave first. Joseph Shaw also felt that Charlotte Miller was unlikely to give him Annie’s contract, so he stood up with a sullen face and headed towards the office door.

Slamming the door hard, he gritted his teeth and thought, Charlotte wouldn’t give it to him? He didn’t believe he couldn’t make Annie get it for him?

In the past, Annie was quite obedient, but in the past two years, after mingling with women like Charlotte Miller, she had gotten rebellious and obstinate, really dead annoying.

In the office, Atlas Hallow reached out and gently touched Charlotte’s forehead, thankfully she wasn’t running a fever.

He stood up and poured a glass of warm water for Charlotte, handing it to her with concern: ”Charlotte, really, don’t worry about anything, I’m here for everything.”

When he called her name, it sounded extremely alluring, mixed with tenderness and affection, leaving her momentarily confused.

This man had always been a master at teasing women. When he whispered in her ear, his pure male breath would inadvertently invade her senses.

Charlotte pretended to be composed as she gulped down the warm water, feeling a bit of pain in her throat as she swallowed, and her nose was blocked.

She guessed she might have caught a cold.

The night was a bit chilly, and yesterday, when her mind was burning, she didn’t feel it. But now she began to feel something was wrong.

It seemed as if all the bones in her body were aching.

She hated colds; every time she had a cold, she wouldn’t feel well for several days, and no medication could cure it.

The worst part was, if she caught a cold now, she couldn’t hold Mia.

If he was home, Mia loved clinging to her.

Although Luna could accompany her to bed, and her mom could too, Mia still preferred sleeping in her room.

If she caught a cold, she had to isolate herself from Mia because if the cold transmitted to Mia, the consequences would be too serious.

Charlotte thought for a moment, should she go have a good soak in a hot spring, then steam herself until she sweated profusely, and maybe she would feel better, as this method had always worked quickly for her colds in the past.

But where nearby was there a hot spring?

Charlotte shook her heavy head. The city had changed unimaginably in the past three years; she put down the glass and casually asked, ”Atlas Hallow, is there a hot spring nearby?”

”Let me take you,” Atlas Hallow said softly. There was indeed a nice hot spring in the suburban area.

The car sped down the road, with Charlotte watching as they left the crowded city behind and drove to a hot spring resort.

It didn’t seem very crowded, so it probably wasn’t open to the public.

The entire hot spring resort was built with a bit of Bali flair.

Primitive stone carvings, wooden walkways, tropical flowers and plants, large linen-colored loungers under parasols, and trays of tropical fruit juices and frangipani flowers held by the moving waitstaff.

The branches of the frangipani tree were robust and round like deer antlers. The flowers were fresh and elegant, exuding fragrance, and the leaves had a fiery hue like flames, vivid under the sun, with other plants interspersed, creating an image of typical tropical plant scenery.

Everything here seemed like a massive exotic garden.

The bathing houses here were quite interesting, with pools built along the terrain, seemingly steaming with heat, scattered around with different functions.

Some had medicinal herbs, some had milk, some had rice wine, all kinds...

There were separate baths for men, women, and some mixed-gender private baths.

He didn’t really intend to soak with her, did he? Looking at Atlas Hallow standing behind her and gazing at the pool, he seemed very excited.

Although she had a private agreement with Rogers, since Rogers had someone he loved dearly, they didn’t interfere in each other’s relationships. Still, Charlotte always felt that soaking in a hot spring with Atlas Hallow as Rogers’ fiancée wasn’t quite fitting, right?

”I’ve cleared the area; no outsiders can come in, so you can soak with ease.” With that, Atlas Hallow started to take off his suit.

”You... what are you trying to do?” Charlotte was a bit puzzled. Did he really think that when she asked him to bring her to the hot spring, it was to have something happen between them?

”You’re unwell now, so someone has to accompany you in the soak, otherwise it’d be too dangerous.” Atlas Hallow spoke confidently. He was stating a fact.

”Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you.” With her feeling unwell now, there was no way he would take advantage of her. What did Charlotte take him for?

He had indeed cleared the area, likely having people prepare beforehand.

The mixed-gender bathing pool emitted a fragrant herbal scent, with steam wafting over the water’s surface, making people involuntarily want to immerse their bodies in the warm water.

The two sat facing each other in the warm water. Charlotte watched Atlas Hallow taking off his suit, revealing his bare body. His physique was clearly visible, with broad, firm shoulders tapering down to solid, sensuous, and well-defined pectorals; the sunshine outside painted his shoulders, accentuating the raw, rugged masculinity...

Beads of sweat appeared on Charlotte’s forehead, and her blood seemed to boil as if it was expelling the chill within her body. Her head rested against the edge of the pool, and nearly her entire body was submerged in the water; it felt incredibly comfortable.

She wondered if after soaking, her cold would be better. Being isolated from Mia was too hard to bear; she was such a heart-stealing little cutie.

Atlas Hallow got out of the water, walked up, and poured Charlotte a glass of lemon juice, adding honey to replenish enough Vitamin C, which also helped a bit with colds.

”Thanks...” Charlotte took the lemon juice and, after taking a sip, realized Atlas Hallow had sat down beside her.

From sitting across from her, making her lower her guard, to taking advantage of offering her fruit juice to sit beside her, step by step, he was quite calculated.

Her little face was covered in juice; in the medicinal herbal pool, the water wasn’t transparent, tinged with a dark brown, revealing her alluringly white delicate body through the surface.

The swimsuit Charlotte wore was also prepared by him, a black bikini of the simplest design, yet it was exceedingly sexy.

She seemed to soak lazily, her starry eyes half-closed, showing little interest in interacting with others.

”Charlotte, does Rogers not have an interest in women?” He had heard some rumors; Atlas Hallow believed there was no smoke without fire.

If Rogers was a typical man, how could he possibly leave such a beautiful woman untouched?

”He’s not uninterested in women; he respects me.” Charlotte shuddered when she heard Atlas Hallow ask this question.

The surface of the water rippled with extremely subtle circles, reflecting into her eyes.

What did Atlas Hallow mean by this? What did he know?

Charlotte looked very alert at the man inching closer to her...