Beyond the Divorce

I quickly said, "Please come in."

Then I said into the phone, "Mom, I'll call you back later."

"Okay." My mom hung up.

The door opened, and Sandy hurried in. "Mrs. Stella."

When I saw her anxious expression, I sat up quickly. "Sandy."

"Abbas is here to pick you up. Mr. David wants to see you." Sandy looked at me nervously.

"Oh," I replied. I got up from the bed and casually asked, "Where's Atlas?"

"He and Dylan have already left. Abbas said Mr. David wants to see you alone. He didn't let me call Mr. Atlas," Sandy hurriedly explained. "Mrs. Stella, you..." "Don't worry, I'll go see him," I said. I got dressed and tidied myself up to appear presentable before heading downstairs.

Atlas's grandpa wanted to see

downstairs. He bowed respectfully when he saw me. "I'm here to pick

demeanor seemed respectful, but his tone had an undeniable air

and calmly replied,

deliberately said, "Let me call Atlas

he emphasized, then respectfully gestured for

tone was firm, and he didn't give me time to call

at him. "Very

When I met Grandpa the day before yesterday, he had completely ignored me. Now, he suddenly wanted to see me

me uncomfortable and somewhat resistant. What gave him

That was enough to boost my

When we car di arrived at the mansion, the stop at the front

car, and I followed suit. We stood at the entrance, and he went in to report before returning to escort me inside. Grandpa was

me, then gestured to