Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 355 Whose Fault Is It?

As our conversation continued, we lost track of time. Carol eventually came to remind me, “Ms. Chloe, it’s almost time to leave. Are you still planning to attend the reception?”

After a brief moment of contemplation, I decided that we should get ready to go together. Carol glanced at Grayson, her face slightly flushed. I didn’t dwell on the subtleties of their interaction and promptly told Grayson, “I’ll head home first.”

I went downstairs and quickly left the office before rush hour began. On the way home, I mulled over the various possibilities related to the accident.

Either it was Celine’s doing, trying to stop him from going abroad, or Atlas had orchestrated it to trap Celine. The third possibility was that there was another force, like the three factions mentioned online,

before the shareholders‘ meeting.

I cursed my involvement in such a complex situation and wished for a simpler life.

Then again, how could he not fight back if someone keeps pushing him to his limits? Just like Matthew, he took half of my asset and gave it to someone else.

I parked my car and sat there in a daze, recalling the humiliations Matthew subjected me to before our

divorce.

thought about Celine’s actions, and Atlas’s statement about the plane

straightforward.

shiver. If what Atlas said was true, that the plane

was

knocked on my car window. Startled, I looked out and saw

up Ava from

out of the car? My daughter’s sweet voice rang out.

opened the car door, and kissed her little cheek. “Baby, are you done with

I performed in a show. I’m going to perform

said it excitedly.

perform?” I asked, genuinely surprised.

even recommended that I

explained to my mother that I was going to the reception

not having dinner at home again?” My mom seemed a bit unhappy. “You’re hardly

come home tonight! Just save me some food!” I smiled awkwardly. It was true that I had been coming home

still going out?” My daughter turned to look at me. “Are you going to see Uncle Atlas? Why hasn’t

were sharp. I didn’t even know how to answer her.

illness. He hasn’t completely gotten better yet!” It was the only lie I could

muster.

Uncle at the hospital?” She stopped