Beyond the Divorce

No matter what Atticus's intentions were, I felt confident about the situation. After all, ATL Empire's Design Division did the project's overall design in Rivendell, making communication relatively easier.

Moreover, I believed I had some basic understanding of Atticus. He might be a cunning man, but he wouldn't resort to tricks with me. Our interactions, whether in the past or present, had always been heading in a positive direction. As businessmen in the same industry and having fought on the same front, we had a good starting point for our relationship.

Furthermore, Atlas's involvement also played a significant role. Even if Atticus saw me as a competitor, he had to consider my current status, which was far from the struggling position I was in a year ago when I first took over Tanum. While the outside world might not understand the situation, he was well aware of it.

Honestly, his assistance to me in the past had been considerable. So, this project was definitely within our grasp. I just needed to communicate with Ryan and ensure there were no issues with our manpower. After all, the main focus for now still had to be on New Bourdamun.

I paced back and forth, then picked up the phone and dialed Ryan's number. It rang a few times before he picked up.

"You're back?"

"Yeah. I got back yesterday, and I'm too tired. I slept for over ten hours and didn't get a chance to call you. Are you at the company?" I asked.

"Dear boss, today is my day off," Ryan teased. He knew I had gone to Cirencester, so he must be worried. "How are you? Did everything go smoothly? Did you manage to bring him back?"

you

haven't seen your parents for a long time.

haven't seen me for a long time either,"

get ready right away." Ryan

him to rest well, but it seemed like it was going to be another busy day for him.

be intentionally keeping it

someone by her side the most. So, thankfully, I had Ryan here. Otherwise,

focus on our work since we had settled the other matters. As for the situation with

him. Since I was back, I should tell him about it. Plus, wanted

and asked, "Mrs. Chloe, you're back? Did you find your father? Did you

"I got back yesterday. And don't

Mrs. Chloe!" Arton breathed a sigh of

it going on your end?" I