Beyond the Divorce

Atlas took out his phone, pulled up his gallery, and placed the phone in my hands. He started to recount the past.

"Take a look. This is the real Annalise!"

I gazed at the young girl in the phone album. She was beautiful, with lively, sparkling eyes and a radiant smile.

"The night after Aunt Hailey passed away, we huddled in that empty room. I'll never forget the loneliness, helplessness, and fear. It made me anxious."

He glanced at me, his eyes filled with bitterness.

"I was scared, but Aunt Hailey told me I was a man and had to take care of Stella. Once lively and bustling with family, that room ended up with just the two of us. It was eerily silent."

A faint, sorrowful twitch appeared at the corner of Atlas's mouth.

Even after so many years, he still recalled those events with a sense of helplessness.

I didn't dare to cry, let alone sleep. Aunt Hailey's departure haunted me. I just

house. When she walked in and saw us, she asked her entourage sternly, 'Why are they still here?' Then

it meant sending you away. I held onto you, begging them to let me take you to Grandma's house, but no one listened. I watched as they dragged you into that car. You reached out, calling

Atlas spoke, his grip on me tightened as his

leaned into his embrace, and tears rolled down.

me tighter. "Chlo, don't be

years. I begged Grandpa to send people to inquire, but there was no news. I dreamt of you crying every

had no memories, and at that

time. He had lost both of his parents, and the only family he had left had been poisoned. Then, I, his only source of support, was taken away

I overheard

it was Rory's daughter. I was overjoyed and secretly went to the Pierce residence. However,

that after my parents' deaths, the Pierce family took over my father's company

I looked at Atlas and asked. "Isn't the Cross family