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

Atlas seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, his eyes filled with molten lava.


No one dared to meet his gaze or look into his eyes, and the searing lava within was about to melt away that movie-poster-like scene.


That was his woman, his wife, currently in an elevator with another man. Just watching this scene made his heart almost unbearable. If looks were like blades, Jack Smith's hand might have been cut off hundreds of times by now, muscle and bone alike.


The powerful and icy aura exuded from the man's tall and muscular body nearly filled the entire room. Even with adequate indoor heating, it still felt like being swept into a cold wave, making one shiver.


His gloomy eyes, sharp as a hawk's, fell on Charlotte's face with a madness that seemed intent on devouring her small face.


"Everyone get out..." The voice was low and cold, somewhat frightening: "Don't you have work to do?" His chilling gaze swept over everyone behind him, signaling them to leave one by one.


067 A man's protective instinct