Atlas Hallow's eyes were covered with a layer of cold frost, this time it was the Baird Family who first provoked him. Even if it were in the United States, he wouldn't be afraid, let alone here on his own turf.
In this territory, when facing off against the Bairds, it seems he always has the upper hand, making him feel a bit like it's an unfair victory.
Charlotte Miller stood amidst the crowd waiting for arrivals, looking around, and finally spotted Ethan Baird walking out.
Always simply dressed, yet he exudes such warmth.
Ethan Baird smiled faintly, came up to Charlotte, put down the luggage, and then reached out to tightly embrace her. His presence, unlike the dangerous aura of Atlas Hallow, felt like a harbor that could warmly accept and embrace her.
"I've been gone for so long, how have you been?" Ethan gently rubbed Charlotte's long hair, asking softly by her ear, "Did you miss me?"
