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.

with questions, but he signaled for me to remain

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

limits, ready to condemn me outright. So,

"Stella, be respectful."

Celine suddenly reprimanded the fake Stella, halting her

a parental

down. There's no need for such aggression. Since this matter requires further investigation, let's be tolerant. Even if

innocent. After all, she was just a child at the

front of everyone so she could

enough to push all the blame

any longer and smiled lightly. "It seems you have already decided that my father was

do you have a better answer? Or can you really prove that you are Rory's daughter? Can you overturn all doubts and prove your father's

finally said, "I

eyes were so sharp that they were sending shivers down