Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 600 - 333 The story repeats

Time always passes neither too quickly nor too slowly, but for Charlotte Miller, this is the best time.

Sometimes it’s a date for two, and sometimes it’s for three.

She could spend some sweet moments with Atlas Hallow, and sometimes, with Mia, those sweet moments would be filled with warmth.

Atlas Hallow is the kind of man who could pamper Mia like a princess, Charlotte wonders if this will spoil Mia over time.

Fortunately, Mia has always been a very obedient little girl, which makes Charlotte a bit proud. Neither she nor Atlas is the type to do things excessively or outrageously, so Mia wouldn’t be a girl without rules or boundaries.

But some things do give her a little worry.

"Atlas Hallow, is it really okay for her to start playing with guns at such a young age?" Yesterday, after spending a day with Mia in the shooting range, Charlotte asked in concern.

Mia actually was very fond of pistols; should a four-year-old girl like dolls instead?

Mia used to love dolls, little dresses, and pretty hair clips, but yesterday, after Atlas gave her a specially-made, very delicate silver pistol, she couldn’t stop playing with it and was ecstatic.

"It’s okay; she’s just getting familiar with the feel. I’ll fire a few shots for her to see if she likes it, Charlotte, you need to understand she managed to get Flower Snake’s silver ring on her own; in reality, she’s already as influential as I am. I’m not eager for her to become the owner of the silver ring, but it’s her choice. The path ahead is long, and she’ll need to walk much of it alone. I don’t know how long I can protect her, but there will come a time when I can’t anymore, and I need to teach her all the ways to protect herself." Atlas said with some resignation as he held Charlotte in his arms.

Mia is his daughter, and of course, he hopes to protect her from all hardships throughout her life, but Mia’s life is just beginning, and his seems to be already halfway through.

He can only accompany his most cherished daughter for half of her life, which is his helplessness.

He can change many things, he is rich beyond imagination, but this is the only thing he cannot change.

As Atlas spoke, Charlotte’s heart began to tremble slightly.

She leaned in Atlas’ embrace, looking up into his eyes with a sense of inexplicable sorrow.

It turned out that even such a powerful man could feel helpless, knowing he wouldn’t be able to stay in this world longer than his daughter.

What kind of heart did he have to take his most precious daughter to the shooting range and teach her to regard a pistol as a toy?

A pistol is extremely dangerous, yet he thought years later, if Mia ever faced danger, at least she would have a means to protect herself. That’s a father’s helplessness and a father’s profound love.

Charlotte extended her fingers, gently smoothing out the wrinkles on his brow. A man in his thirties naturally has a mature charm, and Atlas Hallow is no exception; even his frowns have a kind of heartbreaking yet irresistible fascination.

"There’s such a long road before she grows up. Perhaps one day a descendant of the Tanner Family will appear, and we can return that silver ring to them, allowing Mia to return to a normal life path." Charlotte looked at Atlas; he thinks so far ahead, much further than she does as a mother.

"Returning it would be good, but if the silver ring remains in her possession, she must be prepared for everything." Atlas bowed his head to kiss Charlotte’s forehead, sighing as he spoke softly.

If it were his own affair, no matter how dangerous, he wouldn’t worry at all, and he certainly wouldn’t sigh. Sometimes he would even wish for some thrilling events to make life richer, but this concerns his daughter, so he can’t help but worry.

He only wants Mia to live in peace and happiness, yet Flower Snake has mentioned Mia doesn’t seem like a girl who can lead an ordinary life, which always leaves Atlas with a lingering worry.

"I have a way to solve your troubles..." Charlotte rose up and straddled Atlas’s lap, softly brushing her lips against his before whispering, "Let’s have another child, I want to have a son so that when we leave Mia one day, he can protect her." Charlotte’s lips slowly touched Atlas’s, and a faint flower fragrance spread from her lips.

He had never thought about having another child, maybe there were fleeting thoughts occasionally, but at that time Charlotte had suffered too much when she gave birth to Mia, so he feared if she got pregnant again, and had to spend another nine bedridden months, that would be too unfair to her.

Moreover, when imagining a surgical knife cutting into her belly, he felt as if it were more painful than if he were being cut himself.

He couldn’t bear for her to endure more suffering, so he had consciously given up the wish to have another child.

He wanted her to live easier, without the need to bear another child, but now her sudden suggestion touched him deeply.

"I’m afraid you might not feel well." Atlas’s lips melted softly into hers, tasting the gentle rose scent more enticing than nectar.

The blood seemed to start rushing through his veins; what man could refuse such a request from his beloved woman?

"You just need to be with me more..." Charlotte said as she gently kissed him, her nimble fingers unbuttoning his shirt, her cool little hand touching his taut body, eliciting a soft sigh from the man.

"I am willing, willing to spend all my time with you." Atlas hugged Charlotte’s waist, tenderly kissing her, whispering a steadfast promise through his thin lips.

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Atlas Hallow’s secret plans were finally all completed.

The ring intended for the proposal finally arrived before him, meticulously designed and selected.

This pink diamond, named "Rose Heart" by Atlas Hallow, is the largest internally flawless fancy vivid pink diamond ever assessed by the United States Gem Institute (GIA), unique in the world. A diamond collector owned it, and its offered price was astronomical, yet Atlas unhesitatingly wrote out the check upon seeing it.

Only such a flawless diamond could complement Charlotte’s regal beauty.

Even though Charlotte is not a materialistic girl, he still hopes to give her the best.

The ’having another child’ plan was proceeding fervently, ever since Charlotte desired to have a brother to protect Mia, it felt as though his life had opened a new Chapter.

Sometimes even thinking, if she failed to conceive, wouldn’t he be truly fortunate to continue enjoying this?

Charlotte was still sleeping soundly hugged in her blanket when her mommy woke her up.

"Charlotte, come out with me to run some errands." Freya Morgon nudged Charlotte, who was wrapped in the blanket. Even though Charlotte liked to sleep in a little on weekends, today’s task was crucial, so Freya insisted on waking her daughter.

"Mommy, what’s the matter?" Charlotte asked drowsily, rubbing her eyes, sitting up from the bed while hugging the blanket, looking quite sleepy.

"You’ll soon find out, hurry up and change clothes." Freya pinched Charlotte’s cheek, averting her eyes to prevent her daughter from seeing the tears of excitement glistening there.

The entire Miller Family owed Charlotte, yet fortunately, happiness had still descended upon her, the dutiful daughter.

Charlotte got out of bed, washed her face and brushed her teeth, slipping into a long floral dress, perfect for summer comfort. She descended the stairs but did not see Luna and Mia: "Mommy, where’s Mia?"

"Luna took her out to play, someone’s with them so don’t worry." Now Luna always took Mia out with someone accompanying them, and Charlotte still felt nervous thinking about the events that happened recently.

The driver drove, and Charlotte sat with Freya Morgon in the back seat of the car, Freya holding Charlotte’s hand, filled with infinite sentiments.

Many years ago, it was like this too, she went to the airport to pick up Charlotte, and personally brought her to the marriage registrar. Years later, this scene played out again, but back then Charlotte was forced, having to give her biological daughter to Atlas. Today is different.

Her daughter had won Atlas Hallow’s heart with her resilience, beauty, and kindness.

The story repeats, but with completely different emotional states.

"Charlotte, do you remember years ago when we walked down this path?" Time flew by, seven years must have passed by now. It wasn’t that Freya couldn’t remember, but the things from back then were so poignant she dared not recall.

"Mommy, what’s up, why suddenly talk about this?" Charlotte’s curious gaze settled on her mommy, wondering why these past events were suddenly mentioned.