Even if it doesn't work out, buying a building wouldn't be a problem for him. So why is he squeezing in here with her?
"Yeah, I'm so poor I can only live off women," Atlas Hallow laughed softly, taking the cup of coffee from Charlotte Miller's hand and sipping from the same spot on the cup rim she had used.
"You can't live off me. This is my office. I heard the male escorts at that bar last time charge high prices," Charlotte bit her lip. Honestly, both of them had a pile of business to deal with, so how could they focus on work while stuck in an office together like this?
"Well, I have no choice but to stick with you then. If you don't let me, I'll force it," Atlas Hallow replied with a playful look that suggested she couldn't do anything about it, pulling Charlotte to sit on the sofa.
"Alright, let's talk business. I'm preparing to acquire my company. Haven't you always wanted to join?" Atlas put down the coffee cup, his expression becoming serious.
