I felt a rush of wind, startling me. I covered my head and screamed, but the expected pain never came. Instead, I heard a loud cracking sound.

It shocked me halfway sober. Frightened, I turned to see the man crashing onto a table. Atlas was standing by our side, guarding us.

The man struggled to his feet and lunged at Atlas. I screamed, and Atlas immediately punched the man. He howled in pain.

Despite the many stares, Atlas acted promptly. He grabbed my arm without a word and strode toward the exit. Ivanna picked up our bags and followed us outside.

“You’ve got some nerve coming to a place like this and drinking,” Atlas said with a growl.

I trembled from my close call, but Atlas’s menacing face sent shivers down my spine.

He had been all smiles in the restaurant. Why did his face change when he looked at me?

“Chlo, are you okay?” Ivanna checked on me, then looked at Atlas. “Sorry about this. It was my idea to come here.”

I managed a faint smile, thinking there was no point dwe