Atlas Hallow's palm was wide, and his fingers were long and slender. As the pressure increased bit by bit, Charlotte Miller felt the pain from her shoulder. It intensified until it seemed like the bones in her entire shoulder were about to be crushed by him, almost hearing an illusionary sound of bones cracking.
"Speak quickly..." Atlas's eyes were as if they were frozen, and even his voice was chillingly cold.
The anger burned inside him like a fire; he didn't even expose Charlotte's lie when she opened the door.
Atlas's anger stemmed not only from Charlotte's deceit but also from himself.
He realized that Charlotte's influence on him was growing deeper, and that was the most frightening part.
Before her, nothing and no one could affect him, but everything changed when Charlotte appeared.
When Charlotte locked the office door, it made him feel how ridiculous the snacks he brought back for her were.
