Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 303 Gut Feeling

As I was about to exit the private road, I saw a bright red dot in the distance. It struck me–could that be

Stella’s red sports car?

My heart skipped a beat at the thought. Stella? Was she here at Fremont Bay?

I hesitated and followed my instincts. I spotted a small path leading into the woods and maneuvered my

car into the junction. Thankfully, my midnight blue Panamera was discreet and wouldn’t be easy to spot.

Before long, a red sports car whooshed by, confirming my suspicions. Was it Stella? I couldn’t be sure, but

it seemed plausible since they were relatives. Just as I hesitated, a black sedan swiftly entered.

no other cars entered or left. Only then did I leave my

private

set up a meeting, using a project–related excuse as cover. He didn’t

instructed me to come to his office. Upon arriving, I got straight to the point.

but to find out what’s happening with

he doing?”

anticipated this,” he said with a smile, his composure catching me off

Mr. Nick, please give me a satisfactory answer,” I said, though I felt

Atlas had never been public, but

Nick began, hesitating as if unsure how to

me: What’s going

It baffled me how they all seemed so indifferent

Nick said, his eyes filled with pain. “He sustained

But he’s not in danger anymore. That’s why we’ve

must ask you to keep this secret,

term “vegetative state” flashed through my mind