Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 224 Out of the Frying Pan Into the Fire

I wondered why Atticus was going to such lengths to help me when we didn’t know each other well. It had to be more than it seemed

Yet, I couldn’t figure out his motive. What could he gain from assisting a small, relatively unknown company like mine?

He studied me for a moment and then chuckled. “You’re unsure, aren’t you? Consider it a repayment for the favor you did for me before. I don’t like having debts to anyone, especially not to a woman.”

“In the professional world, Mr. Atticus, don’t treat me like just a woman!” I replied half–jokingly.

“You? Not a woman?” He laughed heartily. “Who could ever think otherwise?”

After a laugh, he added, “Don’t dwell on it too much. This is a small matter, hardly worth mentioning compared to the favor you did for me. Besides, you’ll cover the wages, so I think it’s a fair exchange. This

industry isn’t that big, after all. Let’s support each other.”

“Alright! Thank you, Mr. Atticus! I’ll remember your kindness. If there’s anything I can do for you in the

hesitate to

Overcoming this

life–or–death situation, I wasn’t one

voluntarily. Rejecting his offer would be disrespectful and

to my downfall.

the details, I left the club. It was a business meeting, and there was no

chat.

car, I told Grayson, “It’s

to address the situation. Ryan, too, felt things

all, if we were going to gamble, we had to go

problem with the construction team was fixed,

team told us the measurements didn’t match, making window installation impossible. Knowing Fred’s meticulous

site. The blueprints matched the window dimensions

Empire blamed us, claiming there hadn’t been on–site measurements. However, the blueprints from the design institute were

information on our approved blueprints had been cleverly changed. Only the information on

told Fred to stop production

convened at ATL Empire to discuss the issue. I couldn’t change the dimensions without unanimous agreement, and the blueprints