Mr. Drkov felt a little relieved, as long as Atlas could get along with everyone like before, he would want nothing more.

After everyone finished speaking, they all dispersed to do their things. Daisy suggested that Atlas should go outside, it would be more inspiring.

Atlas also wanted to go there, so he agreed with her.

“Atlas, can I ask you something?”

Daisy pushed the wheelchair closer to the wooden house, then suddenly stopped, circled to the front, squatted ...