Seeing Arton so proud, I smiled and said, "I'll have to find time to visit him soon. It's been almost two months, and he'll probably forget about me if I don't go." I chuckled.
"He won't," Arton said confidently, then with a smile, he added, "My sister always teaches him to call you ‘Aunt Chloe’.
"I'm actually quite eager to see him," I said sincerely. Despite Charlie being Melanie’s child, I genuinely liked him.
After a few more brief instructions, I hung up and returned to my father's room. Upon seeing the three old men chatting lively, I noticed that my biological father looked the oldest despite being the youngest in terms of age.
His escape was truly remarkable, and it wouldn't have been possible without Atlas's careful planning. I silently rejoiced in having someone like Atlas by my side.
They were discussing matters related to Bermuda, so it was no wonder they had a common language, considering their intricate connections to that place.
So, they hit it off immediately.
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