After all, Atlas Hallow is influential, and no celebrity would want to offend someone like him, right?
Charlotte Miller's stomach clenched, and she quickly drank a glass of warm water. Still feeling unwell, she frowned and sighed softly.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Rogers noticed Charlotte's face was somewhat pale, even her lips seemed to have lost their color, and there was a faint blue under her eyes that made one feel sympathetic.
He reached out and touched Charlotte's forehead, her temperature was normal.
Just then, the door was pushed open, and in came Atlas Hallow carrying an exquisite food box.
This scene wasn't really ambiguous, but to Atlas Hallow, it was still somewhat glaring.
"Good timing you're here." Charlotte rubbed her forehead, she had to discuss this matter with Atlas Hallow.
No matter whom it was aimed at, it would involve Mia, now was not the time to be willful.
