Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 63 Falling Back Into Old Ways The person who entered the room was Fred Meyers, whom I had been trying to meet.

Accompanying him I was Mr.Meyers, who had given me a ride.

Fred and I locked eyes for a moment.

It had been four years, and he looked older.

His once jet–black hair was now salt–and–pepper, and he appeared slightly leaner.

He gazed at me for a while.“Is it really you, Ms.Chloe?” “Fred, it’s me! Chloe Hartz.

Long time no see!” I felt somewhat self–conscious about my current state.

“You need to lie down! Lie down!” Fred walked over to the bed, and Atlas quickly got up to make room.

“Ms.Chloe, I’m sorry for keeping you waiting.

I’m truly sorry,” Fred said, sitting beside the bed.

Atlas signaled to the other Mr.Meyers.

The two of them exited the room, leaving Fred and me alone.

I was excited and exclaimed, “Fred, you’re being too polite! Seeing you makes this entire trip worthwhile.

It’s my fault for dropping in like this.

I had no other way to contact you and couldn’t meet you at your company!” “My company… Fred paused with a troubled look.

talk

here?” Understanding his

explained my

ATL Empire and the potential partnership

Fred patiently listened.

contract with

him, including that I hadn’t formed my

chance and promised to secure the ATL Empire

hesitated when Fred asked about the company I wished to

I was reaching beyond my means, arriving empty–handed to negotiate a

slightly uncertain, “I

for now… Frad hodded as I trailed off, then urged me to

Eghved end confessed, “For now, came to see you to gather

company when

arrange for me to meet someone from ATL Empire?” Fred asked, his

businessman, I must consider my

business.” He seemed embarrassed about making the request,

but he was only

didn’t know how

used ATL Empire’s project as a

It was far–fetched.

me, I reminded myself that this was my

me, so I risked

speaking with someone from

to come