Beyond the Divorce

Sean had brought back information revealing that Deputy Director Raymond Holt and the head of citizen data, Melissa Marrow, had supported Byron. However, the real mastermind remained elusive.

Deep in thought, Atlas told Sean, "Start investigating from the prison. There's something fishy about Pierre Keller's sudden death there. I don't think his death is that simple, considering what happened to Pierre's wife and daughter." "I've already started looking into all the prison guards who had contact with Pierre," Sean informed Atlas. "I'm checking them one by one."

Atlas nodded and advised Sean, "Keep a close eye on Byron's contacts. Pay attention to every phone call he makes."

I felt that the situation had reached its climax. The truth was about to be unveiled.

Sean added, "We've been monitoring the situation online. Byron seems to be trying to suppress those reports."

"Let it continue to ferment. Intensify the pressure on him," Atlas determinedly instructed. "The more he tries to suppress it, the more we expose him."

Sean grinned wickedly. "Got it. Just watch! I'm heading out..."

"Hold on. Leave the official hotline and reporting mailbox. Keep pushing them constantly and make him nervous!" Atlas added.

Sean whistled and walked out. After a few steps, he noticed that Arnold had no intention of following him. Turning back, he looked at Arnold. "Are you coming or not?"

I'm staying here with my sister." Arnold playfully leaned into the sofa. "Besides, Finn isn't there anymore,

to speak, Atlas shot him a stern look. "Don't you have any

I leave? I'm staying here with my sister,"

now!" Atlas ordered

to get up

the most? It's you. You'll have a wife, and it'll be a win-win situation. Can't you read the situation and make a strategic move?" Finn blushed at his words and quickly stood up. "I'm leaving! I'll go back with

going back to

worried glance upstairs and walked out

couldn't help but burst into

from Byron's sales role at the cable factory, then delved into his connections with Jocelyn and how he met Helen. The unfolding narrative was like an invisible

a twinge of sympathy

digging into the

and I could sense that tonight would be a sleepless

good shape. She ate a hearty dinner. But every

She would occasionally stare

until Ava finished her call with me that Beatrice took a keen interest. "Is