Beyond the Divorce

As Dylan slowly drove the car away, I said, "Dylan, you helped me bury the old man from that deserted village outside Navi's base, right?" "Yes, ma'am. I buried him behind his house. That village is completely abandoned now."

"I feel sorry for the people in that village," I sighed. "By the way, when you were cleaning up the base later, did you find any traces of Stella?"

I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. I knew Dylan didn't like Stella, and he had even targeted her at the base. It was clear that he regarded her with disdain, not as some kind of helpless woman.

But logically, Stella couldn't have escaped on her own under the constant gunfire with those injuries to her leg and shoulder. So, how did she vanish into thin air? I just couldn't wrap my head around it.

"I didn't see her. Someone must have helped her escape," Dylan said.

"Don't you find it suspicious?" I asked, my question carrying a hint of reproach.

Dylan didn't shirk his responsibility, "Yes, ma'am. It was my fault. I was only focused on checking on our people at the time, and I overlooked it. When I tried to check on her later, she was nowhere to be found." "Could someone have helped her?" I asked boldly. "I mean, could it be someone from Navi's base?"

that possibility. I'll arrange for someone

discussion, got out first and walked around to the other side to open

lobby. As the elevator doors quietly closed, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure inside, who disappeared from my

taken aback for a moment, and Atlas noticed the subtle change in my demeanor. He turned to me and asked softly, "What's

elevator." I regained my composure and continued walking toward the

but I hadn't had time to

and sat down, I said, "Trinity seems to have changed a

took my

wonder how Jared

you mean?" Atlas asked as he

looks like the Huffman family is turning a blind eye to

an elegant double seat by the floor-to-ceiling window. The main hall had a large living room and