Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 187 He’s a Gem

A striking young man entered the room. He seemed confident and intelligent, while his charisma made him more manly than a typical marketing manager.

“This is Grayson Newell,” Atlas said, “He can meet all your needs. Of course, you’re still my woman–those needs are only for work–related matters.

His words made me flush. He always spoke so boldly before me. I mumbled, “What do you mean, your

woman?”

Grayson scratched his head and grinned, addressing me, “Ms. Chloe.”

I gazed at him and asked, “If I wanted you to investigate something, could you do it?”

Grayson glanced at Atlas, then replied, “Anything you want, including contracts.”

His confident response surprised me. It was audacious, but I liked it. Meanwhile, Atlas wasted no time

telling Grayson, “Start work tomorrow and obey Ms. Chloe’s instructions. You can go home now.”

“H–Hey, I still have some things to ask him!” I was interested in Grayson.

“Get out.” Atlas instructed Grayson in a low voice, then lowered his head to say to me, “Your time only

belongs to me now.”

“Yes, Mr. Atlas!” Grayson nodded and left in a hurry.

“Hey, what are you doing? I still have questions for him!” I protested, feeling disappointed. “Can you stop

being so overbearing all the time?”

a hint of self–mockery in his smile. “It seems I’m not

was annoyed with his response. “You’re not unwelcome. You’re always too

properly.”

still dare say you’re not welcome here? Then,

smirked and leaned closer, whispering,

I turned around in frustration,

seems I have no place

felt disappointed as I watched his retreating figure. I finally met him, and now he was leaving. “What are you doing? If you’re leaving, don’t

it’s reasonable.”

“Are you sure

I

said I hate you? You twisted my words.

who am I?

find others important, and I’m just here to help you

the time-

kiss. He held me tightly, and

Didn’t I wait for you? I’ve been waiting for you all this

words melted my heart’s doubts and grievances. I was still in a daze when he asked, “Do you want to

here or go home?”

slightly shocked, “I want to go home!”

and took my hand to lead me

ed in Grayson.

Grayson in a low voice, then lowered his

to me now.”

Mr. Atlas!” Grayson nodded and left

still have questions for him!” I protested, feeling

so overbearing all

of self–mockery in his smile. “It seems I’m not welcome

You’re always too busy, so I can’t welcome you!

properly.”