Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 30 - 028 I don’t know either.

The aroma of tea wafted around, and for a moment, Charles Miller didn’t know how to begin discussing the matter. This life, he had made only one mistake.

But one mistake is enough to ruin a person’s life, and it wasn’t his life that was ruined; it could be his favorite youngest daughter’s life.

"Charlotte, I didn’t think much at the time. I just wanted to complete this project, and then I could basically retire. For so many years, I have been overly cautious in business, never making a mistake, yet one single mistake was deadly. Atlas Hallow found out about my deal with the key personnel and proposed that I marry off my daughter to him. Charlotte, I’ve considered all possibilities, but none were feasible. I had no way out. I could go to prison myself, but what about Old Davis? He accepted my money to save his son abroad. If I went to prison, it would harm Old Davis. I couldn’t do it..." He couldn’t wrong others, so he had no choice but to let Luna Miller marry off. His initial thoughts were somewhat similar to Charlotte’s current understanding; Luna liked shopping and enjoying life, and Atlas Hallow could provide her with that lifestyle. But unexpectedly, Luna ran off with Jack Smith, and that day Charlotte happened to return.

Everything was a series of unfortunate events, yet it seemed predestined.

Old Davis was always honest. His son was gravely ill and sent abroad. Being longtime friends, he knew Old Davis needed a lot of money at the time, so he sent the money over. Both of them fell into greed momentarily, leading to this result.

Apologizing now is meaningless. He only prayed that his daughter could live better, hoping Atlas Hallow didn’t have very ill intentions.

"Dad, you don’t need to worry about me. He treats me very well, and I will take good care of myself." Charlotte drank her tea, feeling as if there was a heavy stone on her father’s heart. She didn’t blame him for making such a mistake; everyone has greed sometimes, even herself.

"It’s just too unfair to you. I can’t understand why Atlas Hallow even canceled the wedding." A girl, no matter if she would marry again, the first marriage carries a different significance. Signing a paper so hastily and taking a photograph really wronged Charlotte.

"Actually, I don’t like those tedious ceremonies myself. It’s better not having a wedding; at least no one knows I’m Mrs. Hallow. I won’t have to worry about anyone wanting to kidnap me on the streets." Charlotte said casually, taking the large purple clay teapot from her father’s hands. She opened the lid of the teacup, poured the boiling water in, then placed the purple clay teapot on the red clay stove to heat it up. It wasn’t yet heating season, yet the charcoal in the stove burned warmly, warming the entire study room.

After a few cups of tea, her phone rang: "I heard you are off today. Atlas Hallow went to B City for business; my dear, why don’t we go out to sea tonight to watch the stars and have a few drinks to celebrate our new company." Ethan Baird’s voice sounded a bit excited on the other end.

Ethan Baird was always a doer when it came to doing things, acting immediately on his decisions. He probably had already chosen the address for "Currency City", which is why he hurriedly called her to celebrate.

"Alright, come pick me up in a while." Charlotte agreed with a smile; she enjoyed going out to sea to watch the stars because under the starlit sky even the immense stress would be released.

Leaving the Miller Family and getting into Ethan Baird’s car, Charlotte curiously asked, "You didn’t borrow the yacht, did you?"

"My brother’s." Ethan replied indifferently, driving towards the harbor by the sea. It took two hours from here to drive to the harbor, but he only needed an hour and twenty minutes to safely deliver his dear and himself to the yacht.

Oliver Baird? The man she had heard of but never met, who seemed to live in another world?

It had been a long time since she relaxed. Ethan Baird was a man who very much knew how to enjoy life. On the yacht, various exquisite foods were already prepared. He even prepared her swimsuit, flip-flops, and sunscreen: "This is your room. I’m in the one opposite you. Come out after you change..."

When they were in the United States, they often went out to sea, went fishing, sunbathed, and idled, but even after the ship had already sailed out to the open sea here, Charlotte still felt uneasy. She didn’t know if it was because here wasn’t the United States or because her identity had changed; she was Mrs. Hallow, not Miss Miller.

Suddenly, Atlas Hallow’s deep, dark eyes flashed in her mind, as if he was right here.

Don’t scare yourself, he is now on a business trip in B City, and won’t be back until tomorrow night. Tonight, have a nice glass of champagne and enjoy the sea breeze to unwind from the tight mental state since returning home. This is a rare chance, and who knows if there will be another one.

After a comfortable hot bath, she changed into a wide, soft robe, tied with a belt, and let her long hair down before coming onto the deck. She found it was indeed very windy and the weather had turned colder. She went back inside to grab a large cashmere shawl; Ethan Baird also came out in casual clothes.

"My dear, what do you think Atlas Hallow will think if you resign from there and start working elsewhere? Will he agree?" Ethan Baird swirled it twice and then opened the bottle of champagne against the sea.

The 1998 Cook Bang Black Diamond Champagne was the one she always liked. From one of the most prestigious Pinot Noir grape-growing villages in the Champagne Region of France, only over four thousand bottles of this Blanc de Noir champagne were produced, making it extremely rare, not to mention its extraordinary quality, with the concentration and power of excellent Burgundy red wine, creating a particularly special taste, even the aroma released when opening it was unique. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

The fine and long-lasting bubbles in the champagne flute seemed to dance, swaying in the liquid. She took a sip, then looked at Ethan Baird, smiling at the corners of her lips, and said softly, "I don’t know either..."

It seemed to be a sigh, a lament, yet interlaced with a trace of indescribable sweetness even she didn’t notice.

She really didn’t know. Atlas Hallow was very stern when at work in the company, and everyone knew his attitude during work hours was the most serious. But Charlotte knew he would joke with her privately. If she said she wanted to start working on her own, she couldn’t be sure he would agree.

Atlas Hallow returned to the Hallow Family; it was already midnight. The entire Hallow Family was as quiet as a sleeping castle. He gazed at the fifth floor. It had also fallen into a deep night. Was she already asleep?