"Shouldn't you thank me?" Atlas Hallow looked at Charlotte Miller's expressive little face, finding it quite amusing and interesting.
"I'm doing this for you, so who should thank whom, what do you say?" Charlotte pouted, speaking in a coy voice.
"Then I'll thank you. Is this gratitude satisfactory?" Watching her flushed, seemingly tipsy face, Atlas couldn't help but reach out to touch it, feeling her delicate skin with his fingertips.
"I... am not satisfied with you at all..." Charlotte pushed Atlas away, darting to the office door like a rabbit. As she opened the door to leave, she turned around, scrunched her nose at Atlas, made a face, and her petite figure quickly disappeared.
Since they were meeting with Jack Smith, they chose a place with more privacy.
After all, he is a hot celebrity now.
The lunch was arranged in a private room at the Blooming Mansion. Charlotte arrived earlier than Jack, sitting alone in the room, nibbling on snacks while gazing out the window.
