Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 439 - 240 It has always been in your hands (10,000+)_2

At first meeting Charlotte, it felt as if a breeze had entered his heart, or as if a splash of color had appeared before his eyes. It was as if, in his bland and tasteless life, he had tasted a sour-sweet candy, sweet and yet secretive.

This time was undoubtedly important to him as well, but he couldn’t quite describe the feeling.

She was so small, really way too small.

Atlas Hallow had no concept of a two-and-a-half-year-old child, since they had never appeared in his life. He didn’t like children at all, but she was an exception.

Charlotte had told him her health wasn’t good, and she certainly wasn’t lying.

Tears seemed to form a thin layer of mist in Atlas’s eyes, carefully observing Mia Miller’s little face through the glimmering water.

It was hardly half the size of his palm, her skin was so pale without a trace of blood, yet her features were extremely defined, with lush eyelashes, faintly bluish lower eyelids, seemingly scared, a small upturned nose; seeing Mia was like seeing the smallest version of himself.

It turns out that in this world, there could be someone so similar to him, sharing his blood, having the same genes, so miraculous that no words could describe it.

"What’s wrong with her?" Atlas’s voice trembled a bit; he wanted to reach out and hold Mia, yet he seemed quite cautious, as if he had never held a child in his life.

"Too hungry, maybe fainted from hunger..." Luna Miller knew Mia’s condition; she needed to eat often but couldn’t eat much each time, as the saying goes, eat small meals frequently. She hadn’t even had a sip of water the entire day, likely her body couldn’t bear it.

Oliver Baird urged them to hurry up and get into the car; if they didn’t take the child back soon, Charlotte would really go crazy.

The remaining mess could be left for his subordinates to handle.

In the car, Atlas kept looking at Mia, as if he could see countless rays of light from her little face.

Luna cradled Mia, who had already passed out. Once they got home, they would call Rogers to check the situation.

When Charlotte received Atlas’s call, she was still on her way, sitting in the car as if immobilized, lacking even the strength to climb out.

Time passed so slowly, every minute and every second tortured her heart. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

In the dimly lit car, suddenly she saw her phone light up at her feet, followed by the clear ringing sound...

It was Atlas calling; seeing his number made her feel as if struck by electricity. Was there news about Mia?

She frantically picked up the phone, but hesitated for a second upon pressing to answer. She feared hearing bad news from Atlas.

Once the dreadful thought entered her mind, it seemed to drain all courage to answer the call.

With trembling fingers, she slid to pick up, and the voice on the other end was somewhat hoarse, yet still magnetic: "I brought her back..."

Just a simple sentence, a few words, and Charlotte’s emotions spilled over, her eyes shedding tears once more from her swollen eyelids, landing on her feet.

He said he brought Mia back; Mia is safe, is it so?

This sentence was like a shot of adrenaline into Charlotte’s heart, where she had just been soft and weak like cotton now felt powerful, starting the car and frantically stepping on the gas pedal rushing home.

The road wasn’t far, but she wished she could be back home in a second.

Mia, truly like her name, was her heart, her life...

Upon arriving at Charlotte’s, two cars were already parked at the door; one belonged to Rogers, whom she recognized, and the other to Atlas.

Charlotte opened the car door, stumbled out, and upon entering the hall, she saw Mia quietly asleep in Rogers’s arms.

Her footsteps became light, slowly approaching to touch Mia’s small face, as if to ensure she was truly back in her embrace.

Her little face was still soft, with a hint of coolness. It was definitely her Mia; she had really returned.