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 to

been involved in our discussion, got out first and

as we walked inside, and we headed for the elevator in the right corner of the lobby. As the elevator doors quietly closed, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure inside, who disappeared from my sight in a

subtle change in

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

been a man, but I hadn't had time to

we arrived at our private room and sat down, I said,

do you say that?" Atlas took my

wonder how Jared managed to

asked as he

turning a

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