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?"

sister." Arnold playfully leaned into the sofa. "Besides, Finn isn't

but chuckle at Arnold's banter. As I was about to speak, Atlas shot him

I'm staying here with my sister,"

Right now!" Atlas

to get up reluctantly, leaving behind

wife, and it'll be a win-win situation. Can't

back to the other side. Let me know

he cast a worried glance upstairs and

but burst

a full-scale investigation. It started from Byron's sales role at the cable factory, then delved into his connections with Jocelyn and

even I felt a twinge of sympathy for Byron's

digging into the details of Eric's car

unfolding, and I could sense that tonight would

hearty dinner. But every time I saw her hands and heard her voice, my

stare blankly at nothing as

Ava finished her call with me that Beatrice took