They entered the elevator still holding each other.
Damn it, getting stuffed with dog food.
In the elevator, their breaths mingled, forming a unique scent.
Atlas Hallow looked at Charlotte Miller, she looked even more petite and charming in her flat shoes: "Why are you dressed like this?"
"Don't I look good?" Charlotte stood on tiptoe, made a funny face at him, and smiled mischievously.
"You look great, it's just that..." Here at the company, he was used to seeing her in fitted suits and high heels, exuding a cold and sexy vibe. Her sudden shift to a student-like appearance caught him off guard.
"I always dressed like this in school, it's very comfortable." Charlotte continued smiling, her words seemed to spill out like a bright and cheerful spring.
If she hadn't returned to marry him, she probably would still be a student.
Fair skin, black hair, red lips, her youthful beauty was dazzling.
