Beyond the Divorce

I had accompanied Trinity when the doctor discharged her from the hospital. We didn't meet again after that since she had been busy with recovery and handling various matters upon returning to her family. I was also busy with the aftermath of Grace's passing.

When I answered the call, she said, "Let's meet if you're not busy. There's something I want to discuss with you."

She seemed to have reverted to her cold and dismissive demeanor. I glanced at Atlas and then pondered for a moment before agreeing, "All right, where do you want to meet?"

"Wherever you are right now."

"I'm at Pleca Park," I truthfully replied.

"Then let's meet at Sugar. See you there." Trinity hung up immediately after.

I raised an eyebrow, wondering why she sounded so urgent. I also didn't know what Sugar was. It sounded like the name of a bar. After putting away my phone, I hurried over to Atlas and said, "Trinity has something to discuss with me, so I need to head out for a bit."

He asked, "Where are you going?"

too far from here," I answered and then

dad heard my question, he told Atlas, "I'll take a stroll around the yard. You should handle your affairs. Don't

before leaving for the company. That's the plan

no time to waste, I headed toward my car and drove straight to Sugar. I was unfamiliar with such places, but it was in Luton. I turned on the navigation

arrival, I realized it wasn't

a nightclub. I then realized why Atlas told me to be

a waiter

vel.

maze-like corridor to the room on the

couldn't help but sigh. I would've never found the room if Trinity hadn't sent someone to guide

a tall and sturdy young man standing behind her, and

me. Honestly, I didn't favor people like him. That was why I had told Trinity we