Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 347 Bumping Into Dylan

Lauren had booked a luxurious suite with its own hot tub. However, my dad was old–fashioned and

preferred to soak outdoors, so we reluctantly let him go.

Ava was thrilled to visit this kind of place for the first time. She kept admiring her swimsuit and dancing in

the mirror. My mother joined the fun, and they both had a great time.

Lauren and I continued to discuss the state of ATL Empire. She expressed her helplessness and said, This time, I really don’t know what to do. Nobody can get in touch with Atlas.”

“Don’t blame yourself. I’m well aware of this. Pleca Park is off–limits now that he’s injured and there for treatment. Plus, Celine has arranged for her own people to guard him. It’s as if he’s under house arrest.”

I was getting more anxious after learning he’d be treated in Monora. Something didn’t seem right. He

would be taken to Monora unaware and can’t defend himself if Celine tried to hurt him.

“Ive received word that they plan to send him to Monora for treatment,” I continued. “If he were

conscious, it would be a good thing, but in his current condition…”

I couldn’t finish my sentence, and Lauren understood my concern.

overthink it,” she comforted me, then changed

it didn’t take long for

and

“You go check on your dad, and I’ll order

a towel and headed out. The corridor was quiet,

here was

I walked through the corridor, a door suddenly swung open, and a man

glanced

see Dylan inside, eating and conversing with someone. The man who had left

the door,

He seemed to notice my curiosity and looked

self–conscious, I averted my gaze and

couldn’t shake my suspicion.

no news of him, and it was as if he

Did Dylan get injured in the first place?

area. My dad must’ve been looking for me, and

finally remembered that I was looking for him. “Dad, let’s go inside and have

already

that room again, I wanted to knock on the door and

prevailed. I had already caused too much trouble, and I couldn’t afford to act recklessly, especially at such a critical

dad to return to the suite while I lingered in the corridor, hoping for another chance to see that door open. At the very least, I wanted an opportunity to ask–about Atlas’s condition and why he had to

I needed to confirm if the news was