novelraw Chapter 285 - 168 Who is more capable?_4
Chapter 285 - 168 Who is more capable?_4
It seemed like fate was on her side. When she opened the safe, the door conveniently blocked the housekeeper’s view. She saw the recording pen placed under a pile of jewelry. At that moment, Kinsley Lee felt that the pen was even more valuable than all the jewels combined.
She slipped the recording pen into her sleeve and casually took a diamond necklace. The housekeeper suspected nothing, everything went smoothly.
Kinsley was eager to hear exactly what Atlas Hallow had said, how he promised another woman that Charlotte Miller would have their child. The thrill of uncovering someone else’s secrets made her nerves taut. She first locked the door, ensuring no one could enter, then rushed to the bathroom and turned on the pen.
The man’s voice was magnetic, a distinct sound immediately recognizable as Atlas Hallow, impossible for anyone to impersonate.
After listening to the conversation, Kinsley’s lips slowly curled into a satisfied smile.
Her eyes gleamed with a sinister cruelty, looking absolutely terrifying.
She never thought Atlas Hallow would have such a day...
If this gets out, it would be a fatal blow to him.
He’s a leader, yet his character has such a flaw that can hardly be forgiven.
This time, even without Naomi Walker rallying all the directors and shareholders against Atlas, he might not be able to stay.
Kinsley tightly held the recording pen, pacing the room as she pondered whether to tell Charlotte first.
Should she break up their marriage first, or directly reveal it at the board meeting?
Atlas had his skills too. After all, he made money every year for several years, and shareholders earned quite a bit with him. The last time they caused a fuss was because they feared Atlas would affect their dividends by giving projects to Charlotte. But now, such a matter isn’t about money, they might not stand with her. Thinking of this, Kinsley felt she should let Charlotte hear it first.
But does Charlotte know? If she’s complicit, then the pen is worthless.
She needed a chance to test Charlotte thoroughly. If Charlotte was kept in the dark, the pen would become a powerful weapon. If she refused to be a surrogate for Atlas and another woman, he wouldn’t have hope for additional shares from the birth.
After careful consideration, Kinsley decided to start with Charlotte.
Atlas returned to the room and found Charlotte was asleep again.
Her sleep seems to be growing longer; she’s becoming increasingly lethargic, often curling up on the sofa like a little kitten, sometimes letting out a small purr to prove she was deeply asleep.
She lay there, covered with a thin blanket, sleeping peacefully like a baby. Atlas couldn’t bear to wake her. He picked up a book that had fallen on the carpet, placing it back on the table, guessing the girl had been reading until she fell asleep without even noticing.
He sat at the end of the sofa, gazing at her jade-like feet exposed outside the blanket, unable to resist gently lifting them onto his lap, as she was so cold. Despite the indoor warmth, her feet still felt chilly.
Atlas used his large hand to gently cover them, watching her, his smile radiating warmth.
Perhaps because her pregnancy wasn’t far along, her belly hadn’t changed much yet, but many habits were slowly shifting, like her fondness for sleep and fluctuating food tastes. Yet the sweet, soft aura that clung to her had never changed, growing increasingly intoxicating...
Her feet gradually warmed, and Charlotte woke up.
Her long lashes fluttered gently; she mumbled softly, "You’re back..."
How wonderful it felt to open her eyes and see him.
"I’m back..." Atlas leaned forward, elbows propped on either side of her to avoid pressing down on her, then slowly kissed her lips.
Charlotte extended her arms, hooking around his neck, allowing him to suck on her lips, with a breath full of sweetness: "Weren’t you handling something?"
Her voice slipped out between their lips. Atlas nibbled lightly on her lips, "So inattentive, huh?"
Charlotte laughed, softly exclaiming in mild pain. Was this man part dog? Always nibbling here and there, was she so delicious?