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"So, you came running with your lungs in pain because you saw me from the window?" Atlas asked, his hand still on his forehead.
Both of them were now at John's patient room. John is on his bed and Atlas sitting on the chair right beside him. He had to face an hour of ordeal just to convince him that he wouldn't file any complaint to her sister. it had gone to a point where he even insisted to make himself the culprit. He had thought his sister was hard to manage but her brother took the cake for now.
Atlas looked at John, his eyes a bit wet from joy after hearing the mission was finally complete.
"I will have to thank Amelia sis as well, she came all the way here just to heal me and help on the mission, even though she was busy in her country."
Atlas became curious and pulled
