Atlas Hallow looked at Charlotte Miller with disdain, smiled faintly, and then sat down unceremoniously, showing no intention of leaving.
Charlotte didn't say anything more, after all, Mia was here, and leaving any shadow before the child's biological father was extremely detrimental to her childhood growth.
No matter how uncomfortable she felt with what just happened, how disgusted she felt as if she had swallowed a fly, she would not show too much in front of the child.
Perhaps she hadn't cultivated enough composure; how could she dislike this Eleanor Davis so much?
It's not jealousy per se, just particularly annoying feelings toward that woman.
It's like she felt that woman could stir up quite a lot of trouble.
From her parking attitude just now to later accusing her of lacking manners, she was a living example of a two-faced person, such a woman always acted recklessly in private but pretended to be fragile in front of men.
