Beyond the Divorce

Ivanna said, "Mr. Atlas is right! I just remembered. I can offer you opportunities too. While our PR department and cases might differ from ATL Empire's, we lean more toward sudden social anomalies." I nodded. "Ivanna's right."

"Our PR scope might be broader. Having more mentors is not a bad thing, right? Everyone has different strengths. Mr. Atlas is more business-oriented, and we lean more toward societal issues. Haha... If you learn well, you'll be a top-notch PR professional."

Lauren smiled. "I don't care about being top-notch. I just want to work hard and live a meaningful life."

I discreetly glanced at Oliver. Lauren's words hit him square in the face. After all these years, she had been living too modestly and unfairly.

I did harbor some resentment toward Oliver for this. It was time for Lauren to speak her mind, and Oliver needed to recognize her value.

We chatted happily. Later, Atlas, Ryan, and Oliver went to the living room for drinks. The three of us women continued talking endlessly.

When Molly prepared a late-night snack, Oliver returned to Lauren. He seemed to have had a lot to drink, his eyes fixed on Lauren like a child reluctant to part.

Lauren looked at him and said, "I'll take Oliver back. We'll chat later."

She looked at Oliver with a sweet smile and whispered, "Let me take you home.

Oliver's eyes lit up, and he nodded eagerly, his voice gentle. "Sure."

We stood there watching Lauren walk down the hall to put on her shoes. Oliver quickly stood up and bid my parents farewell, and they left together.

"Hey, do you think they still have a chance?" Ivanna asked. She looked like she wanted to gossip.

I pondered for a moment and shook my head uncertainly. Yet, an indescribable heaviness weighed on my heart.

After dinner, Atlas and Ryan also headed home. I escorted the two little ones back to their rooms.

sure they were asleep, I went back downstairs. Lauren had yet to return.

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been gone for quite a while.

the older folks to go to bed and not wait for Lauren. After all, Grace wasn't suited

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