Dinner was still pleasant, and Charlotte finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, from today's incident, it was clear that Atlas Hallow was indeed a very dangerous man. If she wasn't careful, she could end up bruised and battered. Just because he wasn't angry now, didn't mean he would never be.
Charlotte's understanding was correct. Although she had become aware, she hadn't truly realized what she had done—she had touched the deepest aggressiveness in a man's heart.
The lighting in the restaurant was perfect, and Charlotte's mouth was stuffed with food, her cheeks slightly puffed out like a little squirrel.
Her appetite was indeed better than that of most girls. Just like she said, girls who don't need to lose weight are quite rare. Atlas looked at her enjoying her food so much, his appetite improved too. He took a few bites before the mobile phone on the dining table rang.
