Beyond The Divorce - Season 5 Episode 75

“Mr. Atlas, when did it become okay for you to dismiss my people as you please?” I asked with a hint of annoyance. Grayson chuckled and left.

Grayson, of course, knew about our relationship. Once Grayson left, Atlas sat on the couch. He extended his hand.

“Come here.” I smiled and walked toward him. He grabbed my hand, pulling me onto his lap. “What did you have for lunch?” “Iate everything you made in the morning, so I’m not in the mood for lunch,” I admitted. “Why did you

come?” “I missed you. Is that a good reason?” His deep eyes locked onto mine.

“Why haven’t I seen you be this clingy before?” I teased.

“I’m addicted! I’m obsessed!” He declared.

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This man was shameless, saying such things with a straight face.

He pinched my cheek. “What do you want for dinner?” I still had no appetite, so I hadn’t even thought about dinner. “I haven’t decided yet. What do you want?” “I’just want you!” His words almost left me breathless. I pointed at his nose. “I’ll bite you if you keep doing this. Do you believe me?” .

He burst into laughter. I gazed at him, feeling myself getting lost in his smile.

When he noticed me staring at him, he took me in his arms and leaned in for a kiss.

I struggled to push him away, but he was relentless. This was an office and, more importantly, my office. Yet he dared to act so audaciously.

He was too much. I couldn’t resist him.

After a while, he released me, allowing me to catch my breath.

I glared at him. “This is an office! You’re so shameless!” He squinted and said, “I’ve already told your secretary that we have serious matters to discuss so that no

one will disturb us.” “Do you think this is the ATL Empire?” I scolded him, “Do you take this as your company as well now? Is this what you mean by serious matters?” “What are you implying?” He looked into my eyes.

I blushed and playfully slapped him, and he bit my fingertip. I exclaimed, “You’re trying to kill me!” Then he collected himself and said, “I have a serious matter to discuss!” “Goon.” His expression told me he wasn’t joking.

“About the Avalon Hills.” He pulled me to sit on the couch. “I know you’re also

fighting for it.” “No, I’m considering giving it up,” I told him.

“Oh?” He furrowed his brows. “Why?” I pondered, unsure if I should share my plan with him. After all, it was a personal matter.

“Do you have reservations about telling me?” “I’m not sure how to put it.” I lowered my gaze, hesitating. After a moment, I looked at him with conflicting emotions.

His eyes were filled with encouragement. “Trust me!” “I…” I took a deep breath and told Atlas about my plan. Then I looked at

him, afraid he would think I was too ruthless.

He looked at me for a few seconds, then flicked my nose. “Well done! You’re learning to strategize!” Iwas at a loss, staring at him in disbelief. “Don’t you think I’m a bit too vindictive?” “It depends on the individual. Hit back to deter them and secure the territory you want. In principle, I’d prefer you to stay by my side, but I support your determination.”