Beyond the Divorce

Arnold explained how he knew about these things.

From this perspective, this was the most authentic version. The reason everyone kept silent was to avoid public outrage. After all, this was not a glorious matter, no matter from which angle you looked at it. This was the dark side of the city.

"Looking at it now, I don't think Atticus will deceive you. This turned out to be an unexpected stroke of luck. Atticus has some merits. He's very sharp-minded. Think about it. He turned a small contractor's business into the leading one in Foswood. That's his strength!

"But it shows he's not afraid to go the extra mile. He's a businessman, right? It's normal to go the extra mile for profit. Otherwise, how could he achieve his goals? Of course, now the leading power is you!" When he said this, he put on a playful smile.

"In my opinion, our grandma is the most shrewd," I praised.

"That's right, she's quite the strategist," Arnold openly admitted.

We both burst into laughter.

Before we could finish our conversation, Atlas walked in. Glancing at the time, I realized it was already the end of the workday.

He entered my office, and upon seeing Arnold there, his handsome face turned cold. "What are you doing here? You look quite idle."

With a lazy and triumphant expression, Arnold replied, "If I weren't idle, how could I have helped you drive away Melvern?"

He asked me, "What is

"He wanted me to take over Ardora's

pointed out the flaw. "Does he want you

in Ardora. Even if I were interested, I'd handle it myself, and I wouldn't

"My girl is amazing! You need to have this dominance. If you want something, just take it, right? Why bother settling?" Then, regardless of whether Arnold was still there, he quickly kissed me on my cheek, leaving me with a red

some decency! I'm still here, and

home and take care of your

finished speaking, Arnold's phone rang. He quickly took it out, glanced at the screen, and his whole face brightened. I was sure it

sweet and cutesy voice came through the phone

did you go? You're never home. You promised to

soon as she spoke, Arnold slapped

didn't forget! I

many beautiful ones, and I couldn't decide. So, I came to ask your mommy for help, but your mommy asked-about my work, delaying me. I'm

me talk to Mommy!" This mischievous girl didn't believe

talk to Uncle Arnold