Tang Moye

Some say that the financial war in City C was a bloody sacrifice prepared by Atlas Hallow's ex-wife for the child who died in her womb.
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The most ridiculous experience in Charlotte Miller's life was being forced to marry the man who should have been her sister's husband.

After the marriage, she asked Atlas Hallow more than once, "Why me?"

He pressed her under him, a deep and unfathomable smile in his eyes, "The Miller Family lost me a bride, shouldn't they compensate me with another one? Mrs. Hallow, I've never made such a bad deal in my life."


Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Luna Miller couldn't help but picture Atlas Hallow in her mind. He always preferred wearing black clothes, be it suits or shirts. He tied his tie meticulously, with his collar and cuffs buttoned neatly. His cufflinks and ties weren't flashy, and he didn't have tattoos — his attire was always impeccably proper.


But as soon as he sat there and glanced at her, she'd become incredibly anxious. Did this count as being cool enough?


Just when she was lost in thought, the elevator shuddered heavily again. Charlotte Miller was startled, her face turning increasingly pale and pitiful. Her brows furrowed slightly, and in the moment she closed her eyes, her thick, curled lashes appeared even more fragile.


At such moments, a man's protective instinct would be completely aroused. Jack Smith reached out to pull Charlotte into his embrace...


Jack Smith was well aware of his own status and usually never did anything inappropriate, but this time, he couldn't resist.


068 The Fortune Teller's Words