"Liar, you little liar..." Atlas Hallow's palm slowly moved up from her waist, at the position of her heart there was a familiar heartbeat rhythm, only a bit faster, a bit anxious and somewhat flustered.
"If you weren't worried, how would your heartbeat be this fast?" Atlas Hallow asked quietly.
"Talking is talking, don't take advantage of me." Charlotte Miller bit her lip, the slight sting keeping her clear-headed.
"This isn't taking advantage, it's called being unable to resist." Atlas Hallow laughed softly.
"Being unable to resist is just an excuse to take advantage." Charlotte Miller pulled Atlas Hallow's hand away from her chest.
Atlas Hallow looked at Charlotte Miller's office, not as big as his but enough, he pointed to a corner of her office: "Prepare me a desk here, and also prepare an office for Daniel Parker."
Charlotte Miller glared at Atlas Hallow, a look of disbelief: "What are you talking about?"
