"Charlotte, are you sure you know what you're doing?" Atlas Hallow stood in front of the massive floor-to-ceiling glass window, the height of dozens of floors turning the men and women entering the Hallow Clan into tiny black dots, like ants crawling around.
The lives of these ants were in his hands, and only Charlotte, this brazen woman, dared to ignore the danger.
"Of course I know, I'll take a taxi back myself once I'm done. You don't need to worry, just focus on your work." Charlotte said with a half-smile, as if she could already picture Atlas Hallow furiously wanting to come down and drag her away.
She's already backed down enough, joking around for the sake of some verbal satisfaction. Did he really believe she'd dare to meet Ethan Baird? He overestimated her.
Before she can escape smoothly, Charlotte wouldn't be foolish enough to challenge him. She wouldn't fight a battle she didn't have the confidence to win, especially when her opponent is such a man.
