Beyond the Divorce

Atlas quickly stepped in. "I'm from the real estate agency."

I glanced at Atlas, unsure of his intentions. He added, "There's been an issue with the paperwork, so we came to discuss it with the landlord and buyer."

"They just left," Bernard informed Atlas eagerly. "I was wondering why those people came."

"Oh! They're from a renovation company. They were trying to get some business," Atlas casually explained.

I understood that Atlas was trying to avoid unnecessary attention.

"How long have they been gone?" Atlas continued to ask.

"Not long, about ten minutes," Bernard said warmly. "I was wondering why he seemed upset."

At that moment, Cane quickly came upstairs, locked eyes with Atlas, and said to everyone, "We're leaving!"

I quickly bid Bernard goodbye, locked the door, and went downstairs with Atlas.

Downstairs, Cane whispered something to Atlas. Atlas's expression visibly froze, and my heart skipped a beat. Knowing Atlas as well as I did, that expression indicated that the situation was unexpected. I hurried over, asking, "What's going on?"

"The one who took your dad was none other than Navi." Atlas's handsome face looked stern, his voice cold.

"What?"

Atlas's answer left me completely stunned.

boss of the largest syndicate

could he possibly be connected to my dad?

was spinning rapidly. Navi, the notebook, chemical

Could it be?

sure?" My

at me, his

a wave of unprecedented

the car. We're heading back to the command center. We'll know the details soon," Atlas said, ushering me into the car. The vehicle swiftly returned

quite sure what Atlas meant

have a word with your driver.

surprised. He glanced at Atlas, then

watched Atlas, my unease persisted. It seemed

leader made a quick call,

soon,

hurrian of average height

He went straight to the leader. "Chief

on me that this leader was the police chief of Bibury. Vincent Cooper looked at Atlas. "This

sharp gaze grew colder as

the tense atmosphere, Neil looked

asked, "Don't you have

Vincent looked at Neil

say?" Neil visibly pretended to stay

a small lipstick-sized object and pressed it. A recording of a man's voice started. It sounded like a phone