Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 520 Can't Get Along I looked up and found that the person in front of me was none other than Trinity.

To be honest, it was the first time I was facing her directly. I calmly glanced at her, not quite sure why she was seeking me out. Logically, we had no connections or any reason to communicate.

But she spoke first, ""Ms. Chloe, can we talk somewhere privately?" I couldn't help but pause for a moment, looking at her for a few seconds, then nodded, "Okay." Seeing my agreement, she cast a glance in Atlas's direction and then at me before turning and walking toward a

quieter area in the hall.

On either side of the main hall were small private seats, where several people were engrossed in conversations.

I glanced back at Atlas, worried that he might get anxious if he couldn't find me. As I looked back, I saw him looking in my direction. I gestured toward Trinity, indicating that I was going with her.

He gave Trinity a cold glance and nodded subtly, indicating that he understood.

I followed Trinity to a relatively secluded seat. She arrogantly looked at me and asked, "What would you like to drink?" "A glass of white wine, please," I

replied calmly.

Trinity gestured to a waiter, who then approached us with a tray. I casually took a glass of white wine from him.

alcohol and wasn't knowledgeable about it, but in this setting, the color of the wine put me

had to

examined me,

chase, but her question didn't sit well with me. It felt like she was asserting her dominance, and I was

neither

all ears." Ls Surprised by my composure, she gazed at me with piercing eyes while taking a large sip of red wine. Her fiery red lips looked even more. alluring

wild and exotic.

you. Some people can be friends, while others aren't suitable to be friends. At the very least, you're not suitable to be

her statement was the notion that our paths

I replied without

I never meddled in your affairs Moreover, you have a reputation for attracting trouble, and I believe you're aware of the mixed reviews

the distinction between good and bad is different from the ordinary. What others see as bad might be precisely what I see as