The Legendary Son In Law

Chapter 07

Atlas turned his head. He ended up saying only some of the things he had just prepared.

Now his eyes see a woman with a luxurious style. Noble looks perfect in her bag and shoes, and many eyes watch her.

"Hey, what are you guys up to?!" snapped the woman, who immediately sucked everyone's attention, including Arlo, the man who had just said Atlas casually.

Allison, that woman's name. She had smooth, shining white skin and long hair, very pretty for a woman her age. Once again, the clothes she wears don't fit the eye.

Meanwhile, in silence, Allison looked Atlas up and down. She saw Atlas's shabby appearance and messy appearance because all of the man's belongings fell to the asphalt.

“Oh, we're not doing anything, Allison. I'm annoyed with this guy who ran into me first. Shouldn't we walk while looking at the road properly? With his shabby face and clothes, this man was walking around casually. It's normal, isn't it, when I'm angry?”

Arlo expressed his version of the reason. That's playing the victim. Are they walking together without seeing the way in the right way?

Allison turned her head and saw Arlo. Her face was straight, while the face of the man she saw now continued to show a wide smile.

Atlas, who heard that took a deep breath. Why is his luck so unlucky? Earlier, he was hit by a person with a big mouth, now he has become a witness to an unstable young man approaching a woman.

"It seems my day is tough in this city," Atlas muttered softly. He now saw all his belongings scattered everywhere. A little weary and tired. He always ends up in other people's eyes as a shabby person and is even equated with a street beggar.

The definition of clothes in the style of Atlas and others may be different. He chooses comfortable, not other people's views. But isn't it permissible to judge from your point of view? Why do so many people do wrong things like that young man named Arlo?

Besides himself, the woman's gaze differed significantly from Arlo's. It was clear that he also received the same assessment.

Allison closed her eyes. The man in front of her had a lot to say. Also, his behavior greatly irritated Allison a little. They stopped at the convenience store just now because Arlo wanted to buy something. Still, this kind of commotion broke out, wasting a lot of Allison's precious time.

“He sucks. If there were no business dealings with him, I wouldn't have to come and get involved in this business," Allison complained in her heart.

From Arlo's point of view, interpreting Allison's closing eyes was a sign that the woman had feelings for him. Suddenly he took a step closer.

“Allison, are you okay? Do you have a headache?" Arlo asked quickly.

Allison took a step back. She was uncomfortable being approached by this man, who seemed to be trying to get her attention. She took a deep breath, her head suddenly felt dizzy.

"We better continue on our way. We have lunch and need to talk business, Sir Arlo," Allison said coldly.

Arlo wants to spend time with Allison, but if he gets into trouble too much, his time with Allison will decrease later.

"We have to go now and I'm starving. So, get over this matter." Allison looked at Arlo and then at Atlas.

"You must be starving, Allison. Alright, let's go now for lunch. I don't want you to get sick, Allison." Arlo said sweetly, he walked ahead of Allison.

Atlas is now still picking up his scattered belongings. He could move faster. But he didn't want to bother the other two and had unfinished business here.

Seeing that all of this had finally ended, Allison could finally breathe a sigh of relief. It's embarrassing to be making noise on the side of the road like this and trying to bully people who are more harmful. She doesn't like the rude Arlo but business is business.

Allison's expression did not escape Atlas's gaze, he chuckled again. Everything was in one old suitcase of his. He wouldn't let anyone touch him again. This incident will not be repeated.

"Finally, it was finished and my suitcase was not damaged," said Atlas while rechecking the suitcase.

Allison watched the surroundings riled up. She had to leave quickly, or else she would be greeted again by Arlo's loud voice, which could cause chaos again.

She approaches Atlas. One last thing she had to take care of.

"Hey. You don't look like a resident of this town. If so, then I suggest buying clothes immediately. Because in this city a little bit sensitive to appearance problems. Yes, you know that towns and villages are different.”

Atlas is silent. He didn't want to hear any more words, let alone those from the woman in front of him.

“But you have high empathy. The beggar is the proof you want to buy food for him. I saw you from afar. But I was getting closer when I heard a commotion.”

Atlas was still silent. He didn't expect that Allison had noticed him and decided to come here so the commotion wouldn't continue.

“So, this is for you,” Allison said as he handed a piece of money to Atlas. Even the woman forced Atlas's hand to accept it.

"Here's a hundred dollars. Whether or not it's the same as what you're used to, if it's used to buy something in this town, it'll be able to buy food. So buy the food you want. Think of it as replacing the bread that was dropped earlier.”

Atlas raised one eyebrow. He was confused.

"Then I'm leaving."

Allison left before Atlas. Leaving one big question and also a relatively valuable piece of money.

“I have even more than this,” he said in a weak voice.

Atlas finally saw Arlo's car, Allison, leave this place.

"City people are a little annoying." Atlas shook his head. He walked to buy food that fell after he purchased it and immediately gave some food to the beggar he had seen earlier.

"Now, let's go to where my future wife is." Atlas smiled. He quickly got into the taxi he managed to stop, and gave the address he had written on the paper to the taxi driver, who stared at him in disbelief.

"This is an elite area."

Atlas tilted his head. So what?