Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 362

Chapter 362 A Fleeting Encounter

As soon as someone took charge, the journalists moved aside. Grayson shielded me as we got into the car and headed straight to the office. In the rearview mirror, I could see the crowd dispersing.

Outside the company building, fervent reporters and Harmony’s fans were staked out. Even the

underground parking lot was crowded.

Grayson reacted quickly. He quietly reversed the car and left Galar Tower. Suddenly, a thought struck me. I decided to go to the Vanderberg Palace.

I asked Grayson to gather a few people at the Vanderberg Palace. It was conveniently close to the office, making it a suitable place for discussions

As we entered the mansion, I saw the last person I wanted to see. It was completely unexpected. He seemed far away when I wanted to see him, but then, out of nowhere, he was there.

Every cell in my body seemed to freeze. My gaze fixed on his face, which was both stern and captivating. I held Grayson’s hand tightly, seeking support.

The ever–composed Grayson greeted the two men with a smile. “Mr. Atlas! Good to see you, Mr. Atticus!”

“Yes. We need to talk,” Atlas said in a controlled tone, his eyes never leaving my face. Then, he cleared his throat and asked, “Is your foot okay?”

I smiled wryly and replied, “It’s fine. Thank you.”

Then I turned to Atticus, who had been quietly observing us. “Mr. Atticus, are you leaving?”

With a quick nod, Atticus looked at my foot with concern. “Why is it so bad? It hasn’t healed yet? You

should rest.”

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Mr. Atticus, please excuse us.”

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