Beyond The Divorce - Season 4 Episode 51

I was completely stunned by what I witnessed, and my limbs felt unresponsive. I couldn’t tell if I was

dreaming.

The small plaza beneath ATL Empire was lined with a grand procession of cars. Several well–dressed bodyguards emerged from these vehicles, creating an almost otherworldly barrier against the journalists.

At first, I wondered if I had overlooked some important celebrity, but what I saw next was beyond belief.

A tall figure emerged from one of the Maybachs. His mere presence earned screams from a crowd of girls, and it was difficult not to be captivated by him.

I watched in wide–eyed amazement as the reporters lost their composure. Could it be… Atlas?

The Atlas I had lost countless nights of sleep over?

His stern countenance, sharply defined features, and regal demeanor all made him appear as if he were a king returning to his realm. His impeccable black suit accentuated his air of solemnity.

He seemed invincible.

With measured steps, Atlas exited the car, calmly fastening the buttons of his suit. He walked toward the corporate empire with a grandeur that left everyone astounded.

I was certain that, at that moment, the entire world echoed with disbelief.

Beside him was Dylan.

I felt as if I couldn’t breathe. It was as if even the strength to step out and approach him had been drained

from me.

Could it be true? Had he truly woken up? Or perhaps he had never really fallen into a coma?

His commanding presence and air of authority–none of it resembled that of a man who had been in a

coma for an entire month.

No, he had never slept in that bed. I was in shock and trembling uncontrollably. This was unbelievable!

That meant that the scent I encountered in Quall Creek… had to be his. It had to be.

Then, who was the person I saw lying in that hospital bed at Pleca Park? He had deceived me. Why had

he lied to me?

Nick

Dylan!

That was why Dylan refused to meet me the day before yesterday. They had been planning this grand

performance for today.

My gaze remained fixed on the entrance of the ATL Empire building, but I couldn’t see him make his

entrance into the conference hall.

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‘I had no idea who had outsmarted whom. They were indeed a peculiar family, capable of turning their

circle into a global spectacle.

my hand

A sharp ringtone suddenly pierced the air inside the car. I reached out for the phone, but my

trembled.

Carol was on the other end. “C–Chip,

have changed. Where are you?”

It seemed like the media was well ahead of me.

“I know. I’m here. I saw him walk in!” I said, then promptly hung up.

Hot tears ran down my cheeks and I started the car, determined in my decision. I floored the accelerator

and sped back to the company.

My newly ready o

ready office, designed with bold black–and–white aesthetics, was meant to exude personality and dominance. However, not a single aspect of it captured my interest.

Several trusted aides were already present in the office, their focus was on me as I entered.

“Chlo, did you go to the scene?” Grayson stepped forward.

“Yes!” My voice was hoarse and trembling. “I saw him walk in with my own eyes!”

Looking at Grayson, I wearily slumped into my beautifully crafted desk.

“But I just received the latest update,” Grayson said with a glint in his eye.