After ringing the bell, Charlotte didn't even look at North Culture's trend, knowing that Atlas Hallow would definitely want to acquire those shares.
She was determined not to let Atlas Hallow get a single bit of them, because there were no sellers, and even if there were, they were extremely fragmented.
Back at the hotel, she hurriedly changed out of these clothes; she preferred to wear something a bit looser.
"Mommy, how's Mia today? Any better?" Her voice, both gentle and tinged with a hint of anxiety.
"She did quite well today; she had half a bowl of porridge at noon, and in the afternoon, a small bowl of soup." On the other end of the call came Freya Morgon's loving voice, finally allowing Charlotte to relax a little.
