Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 432 - 237 Earth-Shattering Secret

The ones who have loved, even if only separated by airwaves, can clearly feel each other’s emotions.

Atlas Hallow’s large hand tightly gripped the phone, and on the other end, he already heard Charlotte Miller’s choked sobs.

How could she hold back? Mia Miller is her most vulnerable spot, and now being taken feels like a sharp knife was stabbed into that soft place, bleeding profusely.

"I’m listening, what’s wrong?" Atlas Hallow’s deep voice sounded gently, but his entire heart was tightly wrung by her emotions. What had happened to make her call him?

Charlotte took a deep breath, striving to control her emotions, her little pride and resentment seemed utterly insignificant in front of Mia.

Oliver said King is terrifying, and if he says so, it must be true; this is no joke.

She wouldn’t let her temper put Mia in danger.

"I have a daughter, her name is Mia, and she’s been taken." Charlotte dared not even use the words kidnapping or hostage in Mia’s situation, as they were too terrifying, and seemed like an insult to her little angel.

"Your daughter?" Atlas Hallow couldn’t believe what he was hearing, but the voice on the phone was indeed Charlotte’s. It was her.

"You must rescue her, or you’ll regret it. She’s only two and a half, her life should be long..." At this point, Charlotte couldn’t continue, not knowing what else to say.

Is this Heaven’s punishment meant for her? Punishing her for trying to hide her daughter from her biological father?

If she had known this would happen, she would’ve let Atlas Hallow meet Mia yesterday.

Two and a half years old, the term struck Atlas Hallow like a bullet, leaving a brief moment of blankness for those two seconds.

His deep eyes suddenly contracted, and a cold light shone from his profoundly dark eyes.

The tension and heart-wrenching emotion carried a huge shock and explosive force.

If Atlas couldn’t understand the meaning in Charlotte’s words, he might as well tear himself apart.

In that moment, a surge of strong murderous intent swept through the air...

"Don’t worry, Charlotte, tell me, who took her, what happened?" Actually, Atlas Hallow desperately wanted to know, how could this child come to be?

How did she give birth to this child under those circumstances at that time?

What does she look like?

But at the moment, he knew those weren’t the most pressing issues.

The most important thing was, he had to bring this child back to Charlotte safe and sound, unharmed.

If he couldn’t even do this much, then how could he face Charlotte?

Charlotte’s hand trembled, shaking violently with each passing minute.

She knew clearly that every passing second was terrifying for Mia.

"It was Rogers’ cousin who took her, I have no idea what he’s planning to do..." Charlotte could no longer disguise anything, her sobs emerged from her chest, heartbreakingly crying.

"Oliver said he’s terrifying, but I don’t know. I’ve never seen him before." She didn’t even know what the man who took her daughter looked like.

Before now, it was like this person didn’t even exist, but now it’s as if a terrifying hand reached out from nothingness, snatching Mia, pulling her away.

The car stopped by the roadside, and Charlotte wanted to open the door to walk a little, to calm down, but her legs were too weak to move, and if not for sitting in the car, she might have completely collapsed.

Things were already bad, but there was worse to come. Charlotte forced herself to continue, "She’s not well, even if no one harms her after she’s taken, there’s danger if she’s not home..." Trying to convey her meaning more clearly while pinching her thigh hard with slender fingers.

She had to keep calm, but couldn’t stop the scalding tears flowing down her pale, bloodless face like a flood...

After she finished speaking, she couldn’t even hold the phone anymore, collapsed on the steering wheel, unable to stop her heart-wrenching sobs.

The gut-wrenching cries transmitted over the phone line, reaching Atlas Hallow’s deep eyes filled with a pain that cut to the bone.

His whole being, his whole heart, seemed on the brink of being crushed by such crying.

Without time to comfort, without saying more, he quickly ended the call, then drove to find Ethan Baird.

All the way, he couldn’t clear his mind from the fact that she has a child, a daughter?

Atlas Hallow never had dealings with kids, nor did he know how a two-and-a-half-year-old girl would be, probably just a soft little being. But when he heard Charlotte say so, the feeling in his heart was completely different.

A feeling broke free from the depths of his heart, sprouting into a towering tree that filled his chest and coursed through his veins.

Just like being blasted open by a thunderous explosion, no wonder he always felt something had changed about Charlotte, but couldn’t pinpoint where.

As it turns out, she had given birth to their child.

She was taken, their child was taken. How terrifying must it be to make her reveal this secret?

A two-and-a-half-year-old girl in poor health was kidnapped. Just moments ago, Charlotte’s words felt like blood dripping onto his heart, Atlas Hallow’s eyes filled with crimson blood vessels, and murderous intent overflowed the vehicle.

No matter who that person is, if they dared harm his daughter, then they should try, he would make them regret ever living in this world.

The Rogers family?

Oliver Baird seemed sure that Atlas Hallow would come find him; when Atlas arrived, Chloe Baird had already changed clothes, with a handgun tucked in a loose black shirt, and a small but deadly knife for close combat.

Her hair was slowly tied up, her eyes cold and determined.

"This time, you’re not going." Oliver Baird’s voice carried a calmness, observant of the weapons she bore without a flicker.

"That madman took Mia, if it was you they took, of course I wouldn’t need to go." Chloe Baird retorted, the thought of the little girl Mia was something she couldn’t accept.

"If one day someone takes me, it’s fine not to go, going would mean certain death." Oliver Baird seemed unfazed, calmly speaking in a steady rhythm that made others want to jump in frustration.

"You..." Chloe Baird was so infuriated her face changed color, intending to rush out and search immediately.

"King is not a simple person, there are many eager to die before you, why rush?" Finishing, he reached to press her shoulder, but before touching it, the little girl spun around with a swift kick. Oliver Baird caught her leg with a smile, reducing the fierce kick to nothingness.

Applying counter-force to her leg on his broad shoulder, he then pushed gently, pinning the young woman’s body against the door.

Chloe Baird stood on one leg, and as Ethan Baird’s body pressed forward, the leg on his shoulder nearly folded together with her body, creating a slightly ambiguous posture.

But Chloe Baird had no awareness of it, only struggled fiercely.

She couldn’t stand any harm to the little girl, thinking of those orphanage days, her heart was in chaos, she had to search quickly.

Indeed, she seemed very young, soft like a ball of cotton candy, so close she could see her small face, skin like pink cotton candy, but the girl’s eyes were icy cold.

"King has psychological issues, if you want to lure him out, dressing like that isn’t suitable, you should change." Whispered by Chloe’s ear, a cool smile in his eyes.

She enjoyed playing, so why not play it big, one day she would stand by his side, thus danger was inevitable.

"Change clothes?" A questioning glimmer appeared in Chloe’s eyes; what to change into?

In her room, Chloe Baird watched as Oliver’s hand produced a set of clothes like magic; a small sailor outfit no less.

The top was short, and the skirt shorter, the blue and white vibrant like the sky after rain.

She was supposed to wear this?

"Put this on and walk to A District, maybe you can find a clue." Ethan Baird tossed the scarcely clothed outfit over, and Chloe extended her arm to catch it steadily.

Oliver left, and Chloe began removing her shirt to change.