Beyond the Divorce

I knew exactly what to expect from him. Using him might benefit us in the short term, but he might become dissatisfied and resentful in the long run. That worried me, which was why I had spoken out earlier.

I couldn't risk planting seeds of trouble for the Huffman family.

As the car reached the gate, we entered the village without running into any obstacles, since Millard was with us, and headed straight to the main building.

I saw Atlas's car parked there, so I knew he must be in the hall right now.

When the car stopped, Millard cautioned, "I might be harsh to you later, Mrs. Chloe, so I'd like to apologize in advance for that. You need to give me a chance to find your father." "Don't worry about that. Finding him is the priority," I reassured Millard.

I had taken a risk from the moment Millard claimed to be a member of the Huffman family. I was gambling, taking a chance.

But at this point, I had no other choice.

and his men pretended to push and shove us as we walked inside. Millard had a triumphant demeanor, striding in as if he owed no allegiance to anyone. The atmosphere in the hall was somewhat "peaceful" and not as tense as I had imagined, but

me in, Atlas's expression changed instantly. He looked cold and gloomy

remained seated, his gaze sharp as he looked at Navi, gaze filled with hostility. "You sealed your fate by attacking my car, Navi.

her go." Atlas's tone

at Atlas indifferently "Since my subordinates offended Mrs. Chloe, your resentment may not be so easil

from here, you need to let

and glared at

Mrs. Chloe. You're already in trouble yourself, but you still care about that half-dead man?" "Then you won't get the notebook!"

did

him?" I demanded, about to

stopped me, and