Beyond The Divorce - Season 8 Episode 23

His idea shocked me. “Are you saying we need to re-enter Bermuda?”

“Of course, that’s why my approach to him is different,” Atlas said.

I looked at Atlas, suddenly understanding why he had started by gradually easing into questions, wanting to alleviate the pressure on him.

“Is he reliable?” I asked with some concern.

“That depends on how we handle him. His parents died at the hands of Navi. With only the two of them relying on each other, this kid is quite unfortunate. At that time, he was only nine, and his sister was six. Strictly speaking, he’s still a kid now,” Atlas explained.

As Atlas spoke, I looked at his expression and suddenly understood his thoughts.

“I can empathize with his helplessness and unwillingness during that period, so I want to test him a bit. If he passes the test, I’ll train him well.”

Atlas’s words were poignant, and I knew he wanted to say that he and Loak shared similar painful experiences. That was why he understood what Loak needed.

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I involuntarily held Atlas’s hand. He glanced back at me, tightening his grip.

Our minds connected, and he understood what I was thinking.

When we returned to Pleca Park, it was already 2 a.m.

I was exhausted, but my heart was still riled up. If Loak’s clues were verified, finding my father would be within reach.

Back in the room, I felt drained and collapsed on the bed. Atlas helped me undress, and despite his amorous kisses, I was on the verge of passing out. I spoke sternly, “Don’t think about doing anything. Go to sleep! I’m exhausted.”

He laughed charmingly, quickly undressed, and embraced me. “Are you still thinking about doing things? I wasn’t, but I can indulge you.”

I blushed at his teasing words. This man always managed to turn the tables.

I slept until past 9 a.m. I might have continued sleeping if it weren’t for Carol’s call waking me up.

Looking at the time, I reluctantly got up. If Ryan were here, I could continue sleeping.

Around noon, I received a call from Noah saying that the groundbreaking date for Bourdamun had been confirmed. He wanted me to come to Bourdamun for a meeting if I had time.

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I agreed, and we scheduled for me to go to Bourdamun tomorrow.

After handling the current matters, I called Atticus. What Lauren said was right. There were some things I needed to discuss with Atticus, especially regarding Matthew’s case. Adrian mentioned that the trial would start soon.

Upon receiving my call, Atticus said he was in the nearby city. Hearing my intention, he promptly said, “I’d have to trouble you to come to Rivendell.”

I checked the time and nodded. “Okay, I’ll go over. I’ll call you if I get there, and we can have lunch together.”

“Okay.” Atticus hung up.

I called Carol, asking if there was anything special to handle today and telling her to reschedule things for tomorrow. She needed to come with me to Bourdamnun.

“What about this? Let Eleanor handle things with Benjamin,” I instructed Carol. “I’m going to Rivendell now. If there’s anything urgent, call me!”

“Are you going alone?” Carol looked at me with concern. “How about I go with you?”

“It’s fine. You should handle the things here first, just in case Benjamin can’t handle them.” I reassured her. “I’ve made an appointment with Atticus, and it’s fine.”

In the elevator, I called Atlas, informing him of my whereabouts. He immediately said, “Wait downstairs. I’ll send the driver to accompany you!”

Knowing he was worried about me, I agreed. “Okay, I’ll wait downstairs.”

When I reached the lobby, I waited for the driver Atlas had sent.

It was scorching under the midday sun, and I quickly retreated to the lobby. Just then, I saw a figure appear in my line of sight.