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It was my first tentering the warehouse district from the outside. I used to access it through the secret passage from my home.
Lauren was utterly astonished as she also experienced it for the first time. I explained that this place was an absolute secret and she couldn't tell anyone about it.
There was no need forto say any more. Lauren understood.
Atlas askedto check on Anya while he went to the main building.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI got someone to fetch Anya for me. It had been quite a while since I last saw her.
She arrived quickly. She probably knew it was me. Her face lit up with joy as she ran over towith a big smile on her lovely face, making her even more charming.
Lauren stared at her and asked, "Where did you find such a pretty little girl?" I kept it brief.
Anya lookedpletely different. Herplexion was brighter. She spoke toin still awkward English. "You're here, Madam!" "Oh, you can speak English now?" I looked at her in delight, pulling her over and introducing her to Lauren. "This is a good friend of mine. You're making good progress." She listened earnestly to what I said. She was probably struggling to keep up with my pace.
"I study every day," she said.
I wanted to ask her if there was any news about Loak, but I realized she might not have that information.
So, I asked if she wasfortable here. Her smile toldthe answer.
I didn't ask, but she toldthat her brother had gone to find my dad.
She put it vaguely, but I understood what she meant. Her brother had left, saying he needed to find my dad and bring him back.
She tried hard to convey that her brother promised they could make it happen, and this was theirmitment to me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI was delighted when I heard this. I had subconsciously thought that they were my only hope of meeting my biological father.
We spoke for a long time, even though it was a little challenging. I could still understand a lot from her words. It was a significant I improvement. And I enjoyed it, especially considering that it was the first twe hadmunicated without a translator. Atlas spent a long tinside beforeing out of the building. He exchanged a few words with Anya, who responded respectfully. After biddingfarewell, she returned to where she lived, walking quite a distance before smiling and waving at me.
Atlas was on the phone in the car, discussing something to do with Melanie.
Finally, he added a reminder. "Make sure no news gets out tonight. Tomorrow, release all the details of Melanie's accident. Include the information that she's still in aa, but out of danger. The police are still investigating." I understood Atlas's intention. He wanted to lure out Liora.
Liora must be afraid of Melanie waking up, since Melanie knew a lot of Liora's secrets.
We went back to Pleca Park. It was late, so Lauren stayed over.
Before going to bed, I asked, "Why wait until tomorrow to release the news?" Atlas embraced me, his voice gentle, "To put pressure on her. She wants information about Melanie, but she won't get it tonight. She'll be scared. She'll only be able to muster the courage to take drastic action after getting the news tomorrow." Atlas spoke with confidence. He was someone who sought victory in stability, regardless of how turbulent the outside world was or how clear the direction was. He was never constrained or influenced by anyone, and he always maintained a clear mind and relied on his own judgment. I eagerly anticipated Liora's appearance tomorrow. Our confrontation could finallye to an end.
As I lay in Atlas's arms, feeling his breath and listening to his heartbeat, I suddenly felt incredibly happy.
At this moment, the person who hatedto the bone was enduring tas if it were crawling, while her moments of freedom ticked away.