For two whole days, she was drugged and then flown here. Her body was already uncomfortable, and then she had used all her strength trying to fight Atlas Hallow. After all that, she'd only had some water, and now her strength was almost depleted.
So with a light push from Atlas, she collapsed onto the sofa.
Charlotte Miller stared into his eyes, those deep, inscrutable eyes of Atlas Hallow, which hid a few strands of terrifying light, like sharp knives cutting through the air towards her...
"If giving me something to eat means I have to agree to something, then forget it, Atlas Hallow. I would rather starve to death than eat." Charlotte blurted out these words without knowing why.
In fact, she didn't mean it; she really wanted to eat, she wanted to maintain her strength, she wanted to walk out alive. But at the sight of Atlas Hallow's demeanor, such words broke through her rationality and came out uncontrollably.
