Chapter 112

Atlas cursed under his breath and pushed the wheelchair out the door. When he arrived at the main house, a person was standing there. “Where are you going in such a hurry, brother? It’s rare to see you out.” Dalziel held a cup of coffee in his hand, and he was a little surprised to see Atlas go out. Atlas barely paid any attention to him and pushed the wheelchair a little faster. Seeing his attitude, Dalziel was a little interested and his eyes followed him closely. At this moment, a figure ran in very quickly and almost crashed into Atlas’s wheelchair. Fortunately, he stopped in time, but the other person’s body couldn’t stop in time and lost balance and fell forward. Atlas’s eyes flashed and he pulled the steering wheel back a little, just in time to support the other person. The person in his arms exhaled and muttered, “What a blessing.” “Daisy.” Atlas roared. It was rare for him to call her name so directly. Daisy struggled to stand up, smiling at him: “Atlas, why are you out here