I could imagine the state the people behind us were in.
In the car, Atlas glanced at the time and said to me, "Shall I take you to see Anya?"
"Really?" I instantly got excited and looked at him joyfully.
Atlas indulgently said, "I actually need to meet someone there too.”
I playfully slapped his leg. "I thought you were taking me to see Anya. So you had business there too,” I said, teasing him.
He reached for my chin, his handsome face approaching mine. "What? Any objections? I can choose not to go," he said indulgently.
I giggled happily, leaning into his embrace playfully. "No, I want to go! It's been so long since I've seen Anya. I want to check on that girl and see how she's doing."
Atlas lowered his head and kissed my lips greedily, then asked, "So, am I still doing this for myself?”
I dodged and giggled. "Well, technically, yes. There's clearly some business you need to attend to, but you insist on saying you're accompanying me to see her.“
"Then I'll just accompany you to see Anya. Any objections now?" Atlas said affectionately, indulging my ribbing.
"Haha..." I laughed and pounced into his arms. "Can you stop teasing me? I ate so much today."
"Why are you so happy? Did you see someone you liked?" Atlas scrutinized me, pretending to be sour.
I side-eyed him, saying, "You were very extravagant. You ordered such a huge lobster for every single person."
I gestured, making a pointed remark.
He narrowed his eyes., "I was afraid you wouldn’t have been able to eat any, so I just got everyone their own. "
His explanation left me speechless once again.
I suddenly remembered what Liora had asked me today, so I told him about it and asked, "Why do you think they all want to hand Ardora over to me?"
That question had been bothering me.
Atlas frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "It must be related to Matthew's case."
"But here’s the thing. Matthew has been severely weakened. That business in Muborough alone has dealt him a severe blow. Is it possible for him to come back from this?"
I shook my head. "Given his character, it's highly unlikely. I can ensure his freedom, but I can't lift him up again. We were both motivated the first time, but you can’t get tripped up by the same stone twice. I have no reason to repeat that mistake."
My words were rational, reflecting my true thoughts.
"So, it depends on Matthew. We need to know what he’s thinking. Do you get that?" Atlas asked me.
"Otherwise, we'll end up with a reputation for taking advantage of someone in a crisis. People will read ulterior motives into everything we did before. We can only take over if he voluntarily gives up. Whether we do take it or not doesn't matter much."
Atlas glanced at me and continued, "Because his mess comes with it too."
He weighed the pros and cons with me. "Think about it carefully. Make your decision, and I'll respect it."
To be honest, I knew what I wanted.
But something completely unexpected happened.
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