Charlotte Miller is doing reasonably well, but Atlas Hallow is working overtime every day. In the past six months, Flix Hallow has planted quite a few of his trusted aides, and these diligent workers need to be dealt with. Plus, there are lingering issues that leave him hardly any time to properly rest.
After Annie Gray handed the last document to Charlotte Miller for signature, she smiled and said, "Are you going to Hallow Clan later?"
It was past quitting time, and it was rare to see Charlotte so punctual in changing clothes—a strappy camisole, wide-leg pants, and a light shawl thrown casually over her shoulders to guard against the strong air conditioning. Simple, sexy, and stunning enough to make someone want to whistle.
"Going to check on him." Charlotte signed her name on the document, closed it, and handed it to Annie. Her voice carried a hint of fatigue but remained clear and gentle.
