The handso face was pale, and when he wanted to call Charlotte Miller, he failed to stop her, unable to keep her at this mont.
Forcing her back, she would still leave.
Therefore, this ti, he would definitely not hold back.
He would give her the harshest and most painful lesson, so this restless woman would obediently stay and dare not struggle anymore.
As his hands clenched into tight fists, the knuckles protruded clearly, revealing the enormous impulse he was suppressing.
Standing in place like a sculpture, he watched the figures of Charlotte Miller and Ethan Baird leave.
Charlotte did not look back.
Fortunately, she didn’t turn back to glance at Atlas Hallow. If she had, she would have seen Atlas, his tall and upright figure filled with a murderous aura, his face as cold as ice, carrying that kind of insane persistence.
When she said a faint farewell to Atlas, this man had already been thoroughly infuriated by her, with anger and hatred overshadowing all his sense.
His gaze beca desolate to the extre, and within such desolation, it harbored a terrifying chill and resoluteness, devouring the slender figure of Charlotte.
Actually, during these days when she was gentle and obedient towards him, when she followed his words, it was all re acting.
This woman was entangled with Jack Smith ambiguously, and also intimately close with Ethan Baird. What was his position in her heart?
Just a montary novelty? A fun toy?
She was too bold; no one had ever dared to play with him like this before.
In the morning, the Hallow Clan office building still stood like a steel giant under the sunlight.
When Daniel Parker pushed the door into Atlas Hallow’s office, he was sowhat startled.
His boss had never appeared in such a state before.
He was still in the black suit he had worn when he left yesterday, both the suit and shirt seed a bit wrinkled, giving off a sowhat weathered appearance.
The entire spacious office was suffused with a strong sll of smoke; normally, Atlas would smoke, but his addiction was not severe. Especially after having the boss lady, the tis he smoked could be counted.
But under this circumstance, he must have smoked all night.
Indeed, the ashtray on his desk was filled entirely with cigarette butts.
He seed a bit tired, sitting in the chair with his eyes closed, as if resting or pondering sothing.
Upon hearing the sound of Daniel opening the door, he slowly opened his eyes.
As the dense eyelashes lifted, the black eyes were filled with a terrifying bloodthirstiness and murderous aura.
Daniel was sowhat surprised, following his boss for so long, he had never seen him like this.
The already cold face appeared even more violent and ruthless.
"President Hallow, Ethan Baird sent the docunts early in the morning; he has already cancelled all cooperation with us. We need to find another company for the second phase," this seed sowhat problematic, but Ethan’s cancellation must be related to the affairs between his boss and the boss lady.
Atlas Hallow rely gave a faint smile, the smile fleeting.
Daniel, upon seeing Atlas like this, began to fear.
Because such Atlas Hallow was the most terrifying.
His slender fingers gently rubbed his temples then said, "Let him co to talk to personally."
Why imdiately propose to terminate all collaborations, this needs to start from last night when Ethan and Charlotte talked all night at the hotel.
Ethan stayed at the hotel because he felt it was much safer to stay there compared to a private apartnt. He was back for business, not like needing to bring manpower when traveling in the United States, and he hadn’t anticipated things would turn out like this.
The presidential suite of the five-star hotel had more than enough rooms to allow him and Charlotte to settle and rest well.
After returning, he opened a bottle of red wine, and the two chatted for the entire night.
Initially, they didn’t start by discussing Atlas, but from the day they t, leading up to the happenings at the airport yesterday.
"It makes no sense, he wants you to be a surrogate for his child with soone else, but also let you beco pregnant, are you sure you heard the recording correctly?" Ethan still had so doubts about this matter.
"I myself am uncertain too, but I am sure the recording isn’t fake because his voice gives a very special feeling," the authenticity of the recording was sothing Charlotte was very certain of; the bloody red wine in her hand brought her thoughts back to those days of the past.
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