Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 486 - 264 Do you mean you want me to support you?

Charlotte Miller was continuously buying shares, knowing someday these shares could be used, though she hoped that day would never come.

Unexpectedly, that day came much too quickly, catching her off guard.

When Flix Hallow officially discussed the ownership rights of the Hallow Clan with Atlas Hallow, he brought an entire team of lawyers.

He brought along another son named Gael Hallow and his grandson Justin Hallow.

Accompanying them were the results of genetic testing, and proof of Justin’s birth in the United States, showing he was born a month earlier than Mia, making him the eldest grandson of the Hallow Family.

"Atlas, my lawyers have prepared all the documents. The eight percent of shares should be transferred to Gael’s name. He is your cousin, and also Justin’s father and guardian." Flix Hallow sat in the top-floor conference room, with a slender man behind him, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, appearing quite cultured.

Atlas Hallow’s gaze fell on Justin Hallow; he indeed looked much older than Mia.

Robust and healthy, with a rosy face, this made Atlas Hallow deeply concerned. He had little concept of what a three-year-old should be like, but seeing Justin, he felt he had a reference point. Mia was much smaller than Justin, which was his fault.

"Second Uncle is in such a hurry? After all, this isn’t a minor matter..." Atlas Hallow sat in the center, speaking calmly without being too surprised by the sudden situation.

"It’s precisely because it’s not a small matter that we waited over three years to come. With how chaotic the Hallow Clan has been, Atlas, you’ve worked hard these years; you certainly deserve a good rest." Flix Hallow’s meaning was already very clear.

What he meant by letting Atlas Hallow have a good rest was indeed for Atlas to step out of the Hallow Clan.

Since he held thirty percent of Amir’s shares, plus Justin’s eight percent, he had already surpassed Atlas Hallow by three percent.

"Also, you should take good care of your mother; Second Uncle will manage the company well, and your year-end bonuses will not be lessened." Flix Hallow’s voice concealed an unmistakable smugness, as he had waited a lifetime for this day.

The Hallow family rules had always emphasized the order of seniority, so he never had a chance to wield power in the Hallow Clan.

Throughout these years, although Atlas Hallow annually awarded substantial dividends to them, who knew how much he privately took? 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Atlas Hallow’s lips curled upward, nonchalantly shrugging his shoulders, saying, "If Second Uncle truly likes this position, I’ll gladly step aside."

Flix Hallow watched Amir’s demeanor, the smile on his face seemed barely skin-deep: "It’s not about Second Uncle wanting to compete for the position with you, it’s just unsuitable for you to remain seated here now."

While saying this, Flix Hallow stood up and patted Atlas Hallow’s shoulder, appearing somewhat sincere and earnest.

Atlas Hallow said nothing, standing up decisively, as if he truly felt no attachment to the position, and walked out.

Upon receiving the news, Atlas Hallow was in his office, preparing to organize some files before leaving.

Watching Charlotte Miller breeze in like the wind, she was still panting, the mingling of her breath seemed to fill the office with her unique scent of roses, the faint fragrance refreshening his entire being.

"Atlas Hallow, why did you resign?" Charlotte Miller was simply unable to understand why Atlas Hallow resigned like that.

Why, he was Atlas Hallow, having thwarted countless individuals coveting the Hallow Clan before. It wasn’t as if he couldn’t win, yet he easily chose to give up?

"I have shares, matching him is not difficult, even surpassing him is possible." Charlotte didn’t even take a sip of the tea Daniel Parker brought, as the alluring aroma from the cup swirled, she anxiously looked at Atlas Hallow.

Near noon, with bright beams streaming in, strands wrapped around his handsome face, illuminating his eyebrows, Charlotte noticed a loss of previous poise, replaced with fatigue.

Suddenly, her heart twitched painfully, how could this invincible man show such emotion?

Atlas Hallow quietly observed Charlotte’s small face, as clean as the bright moon.

As he looked at her, his deep eyes resembled a vast ocean, with a gaze akin to profound, distant tides.

He remained silent, gazing at her while Charlotte abruptly had a premonition, was he going to ruin himself for the Hallow Clan?

Would he go to great lengths for justice for his parents?

No more words were exchanged, the large office quieted as if enchanted, with only their breathing audible.

"Charlotte, if I have nothing, would you still choose to be with me?" Atlas Hallow stepped toward Charlotte, gently holding her, enveloping her in his embrace.

"Is your intention for me to support you?" At such a time, the man still jested about such matters; how puzzled she was as to how his undefeated record persisted?

No clue where the yearly high dividends stemmed from; couldn’t he focus on serious matters?

"Will you support?" Atlas Hallow tightened his embrace, feeling the young lady’s prickly demeanor soften, though at times it still stung a bit.

"Certainly. You can be a driver, bodyguard, and even take on the role as a groomsman when I marry Rogers; none of their doctors there look as good as you." Charlotte said, somewhat exasperated, discussing serious matters while he jested.

Atlas Hallow grasped Charlotte’s waist, an overwhelming force seemed to nearly break her waist: "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Who dares to hire you; if it weren’t for me, would you still be picky about jobs?" Charlotte jabbed her fingers into his firm chest, her fingers somewhat sore from his sturdy muscles.

"Charlotte, sell off all Hallow Clan shares, and halt all your major trades." Atlas Hallow quietly spoke, not wanting Charlotte’s interests harmed amid the Hallow Clan’s turmoil.

Since marrying into the Hallow Family, Charlotte had always been victimized, he didn’t wish the disturbance to affect Charlotte’s accounts.

"I understand." Upon Atlas saying this, Charlotte naturally grasped his intentions.

Yet she truly disliked Flix Hallow, truly deserving some punishment.

He could mercilessly strike even his own kin, what an eyesore!

"Aren’t you worried that if I go bankrupt, I’ll be unable to support Mia, unable to afford luxury cars and homes for her?" Atlas Hallow looked at Charlotte, her eyes rolling, pondering.

"As if you’ve supported her before; now it’s me caring for my daughter, and she can thrive without luxury cars and homes." She genuinely did not wish to see Atlas Hallow weakened; a man’s flair is the most captivating.

"My fault; it’s all my fault..." Just upon encountering his precious daughter, so many things occurred, leaving barely enough time to accompany Mia, such a regret.

Truthfully, he desired to savor every moment beside Charlotte and Mia but needed first to clear these roadblocks.

"By the way, what about Amir Hallow? What’s his take?" Charlotte curiously inquired, aware of the messy connections within the Hallow Family.

"He’s gone abroad; after surrendering management rights to Flix Hallow, he traveled." Atlas Hallow said nonchalantly, avoiding excessive harshness, sparing his cousin undue pain.

"Is Gael Hallow counted among your cousins? I once interacted with him, where he was known as Leon Hallow." Upon initially encountering Gael, Charlotte sensed a familiarity with the eyes of Gael Hallow resembling Flix Hallow somewhat.

"Before returning to the country, I began engaging with individuals possessing substantial original Hallow Clan shares, knowing roughly ten percent were scattered outside. Leon held approximately 0.3 percent." Indeed, 0.3 percent is astronomical, but Charlotte never imagined Leon would become today’s Gael Hallow.

"Yet one aspect seems wrong; Gael’s son ought not be older than Mia, since following Mia’s birthday a month later I met him, rushing to celebrate his son’s birthday. He should have only one son, right?" After hearing of the eight percent, Charlotte questioned, wondering if Flix altered the birth certificate to seize eight percent.