It's still best to go personally. Did he just speak too sternly?
Atlas Hallow stood up and walked out of the office.
"I'm going out for some errands. Don't wait for me tonight. Let the driver take you home. If you want to go to the mall or a crowded place, you must have someone with you, okay?" He arranged for a driver and a personal bodyguard for Charlotte Miller. Usually, when he's around, he can fulfill both roles, but if he's not by her side, she needs to be a bit more cautious because Ella Johnson is still out there and poses some instability.
Charlotte looked up and met Atlas's gaze for a second, then said with a radiant smile, "You're always busy? Should I not check on what you're doing?"
"No need, you've already drained me, so don't worry. Even if I went to find another woman, I couldn't do anything." Atlas looked at Charlotte's smiling face and couldn't help but gently kiss the corner of her lips. Checking on him seems completely unnecessary, right?
