Beyond the Divorce

"What a compassionate soul."

I glanced at Atlas beside me, feeling somewhat uneasy about him being subjected to ridicule alongside me. It was the last thing I wanted.

Those 'elderly' figures who seemed rather dignified were particularly disdainful. They confronted Atlas, criticizing him for getting involved with a woman of unknown background and bringing her to such an occasion, thereby inviting shame upon himself. One of them even stated, "A woman of uncertain identity has no place here!"

"Yes, they shouldn't allow such despicable individuals to enter this premise. She should be kicked out immediately."

"Even if she truly is Rory's daughter, so what? Until the truth of the past events is uncovered, she shouldn't set foot in the Pierce family's residence because they are sworn enemies."

Once this mood was set, the atmosphere in the hall became tense.

Atlas remained silent, but his hand on my waist continued to guide me. Earlier, when he pressured me to admit I was Stella, he was hinting at something. But now, he pulled me closer and gently patted my waist.

I understood his signal. He was asking me to wait for the right moment to speak.

being bombarded with questions, but he signaled for me to remain silent. I had no choice but

wouldn't leave me in this passive state forever, but I was

my limits, ready to condemn me

"Stella, be respectful."

Celine suddenly reprimanded the fake

adopting a

"Let's all calm down. There's no need for such aggression. Since this matter requires further

After all, she was just

to solidify her kind image in front of everyone

thought her earlier groundwork was enough to

seems you have already decided that my father was

look of doubt at me. "So, do you have a better answer? Or can you really prove

Atlas finally said, "I

then did I turn to look at him. His eyes were so sharp that they were sending shivers down my