NovelEnglishI faintly heard someone inside reporting to Atlas that someone had been caught.
"Good. She can reflect on her actions," Atlas said on the phone, then hung up.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtI looked at him excitedly. "They caught Abby?" "I can't hide anything from you!" Atlas exclaimed. "She's been caught in a small town near Luxem. The stolen goods are all there. She hasn't had tto deal with it. She's probably trying to escape the heat." "Who is she trying to scam? I wonder what Melanie thinks, knowing her mother's character," I scoffed. "Like mother, like daughter." After pondering for a moment, I looked at Atlas, wanting to speak, but I hesitated. He seemed to understand my thoughts. He walked to the bookshelf and took out a folder, placing it in front ofand gesturing forto take a look.
I felt a bit dazed as I looked at what was on the table. He said gently, "Take a look. I think this is what you want to know." I reached out for the folder and opened it gently. Rory's personal information was inside. His ID photo was at the top of his resume, showing a handsand sharp-eyed man.
My gaze fixed on the photo and my heart surged. This man was my father. I did seem to resemble him somewhat, in either features or expression.
I involuntarily reached out to touch his face, quietly calling him, "Dad." Atlas turned and took out a thick photo album from a cabinet.
I quickly took it and opened it eagerly. Everything inside was irresistibly attractive to me.
I was like a diligent student eager to learn, hoping to fill the gaps in my memory with everything about my childhood.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhen he saw my impatient look, Atlas laughed and walked over. I quickly protected the things on the table. "I'll look at these slowly. Don't take anything away. I want to see everything." He smiled helplessly as he walked to my side. He pulledto the sofa, placed the album on my lap, and sat beside me. "Lettell you who everyone is and sof the stories from back then." ret The album was filled with photos of our family of three, from the day I was born until I was ten years old. Many of the pictures captured the happy atmosphere between our two families. I saw the mysterious figure, Lucille, who had always existed in my heart, and the smiling face of the business tycoon, Louis. There was also the extremely affectionate Tammy and the initiator of everything in the Pierce family, David.
Everyone in the stories appeared before my eyes, like characters in a book, and Atlas told the stories with great patience and detail.
We kept looking through the pictures until late at night.
But I still wasn't satisfied. I couldn't get enough.
Atlas closed the album, coaxing me, "You need to get srest. Your head has been filled with too much today. You need tto digest." He saw that I was reluctant, so he tempted me, "Anyway, these are just the White family's pictures. We have a more comprehensive album in our family. If you behave, I'll let you see it. Be a good girl and sleep I protested unhappily, leaning back and avoiding him. "I don't want to sleep yet. I want to take a quick look at that information. Just a glance." He quickly took the album from my hands, then bent down and pickedup. As he carriedout of the room, I protested, "I'm not sleepy. I can't believe how domineering you are..." "If you can't sleep, we'll get sexercise. I guarantee you'll sleep well after." He looked atwith a smirk, kissing my nose. I suddenly felt my heart flutter, shyly punching him. "Why, you—."
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