Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1002 Cheers!

Atlas completely ignored her cries, still focused on Tyler. "You want more? Go on."

In this manner, three bottles were emptied in succession. Tyler, with a 'gulp,' knelt on the ground. He looked like he was about to bow down to Atlas, but he passed out drunk.

Then, Atlas glanced meaningfully at Benedict, asking, "Benedict, care for a taste too?"

Benedict had already been frightened, retreating without the arrogance he displayed toward me earlier.

Seeing Atlas asking if he wanted to drink, he retreated further, nervously mumbling and not knowing what to say.

Atlas said indifferently, "Cheers to Benedict."

The attendant quickly opened another bottle of vodka. Benedict stammered, "I-I'll drink myself."

After saying that, he took the bottle and poured its contents down his throat. He was spilling it everywhere, but we wouldn't know if it was because he was nervous or doing it deliberately.

wasteful. Continue. Drink as much as you

took another bottle that was being offered. He did not dare to

control, seemingly about to crumble. Indifferent to him, Atlas pulled me up from my seat, gently saying, "I've accompanied them

at the time. There were still ten minutes until 7 p.m., but it was enough

at him and said, "Let's

promised by your dear husband." Atlas put his arm around my waist. As we turned around, there was a muffled thud from behind. I was sure it was Benedict falling to the

left the room, I asked,

He smiled faintly. "Telepathy."

"Be serious."

and said, "When I came to the venue arranged by the client and saw your car, I had Dylan check it out. Sure enough, something seemed strange thought of coming to

shrugged dismissively and said, "Next time, don't entertain

I was just about to find a way to call you. Their goal was

to the hotel booked by Eleanor. When we got off, Atlas looked at me with a meaningful

thinking for a moment, I nodded, "Sure. Then, sealing the

that, I took his hand, intertwining our