Beyond the Divorce

I discreetly assessed the newcomer and I found him to be a gentlemanly and refined middle-aged man, accompanied by our little cousin who had saved us the night before, Melvin.

Atlas quickly went to greet him. "Hello, Uncle."

The man nodded. "I've come to discuss a few things with you, Atlas."

Atlas nodded, walking side by side with the man into the study on the first floor.

Melvin immediately approached me with a mischievous smile. "How are you, Chloe?"

I gestured for him to sit down. "Please, have a seat. Have you had breakfast?"

"I haven't slept all night, so of course I need a hearty breakfast to replenish my energy. Do you have a sister, Chloe?" he suddenly asked, catching me off guard.

He looked at me with a sunny smile and explained, "You're so pretty, so your sister must be just as lovely. Can I get in line early?"

"Watch your manners, Mr. Melvin," Dylan warned, noticing his flattery.

at Dylan. "Mind your own

Arnold but with a

quite liked this little cousin

up all night. It seemed that both the Cross and Lively families had taken action last night. No wonder

out of the study and briefly introduced us. That was when I learned that the refined man was Brock, Melvin's father. He was also the husband of Atlas's aunt. After exchanging some pleasantries, he hastily left with

to me, playfully

smiled and nodded. "Of course.

at me before turning and running

our original plan to visit the bank, which was said to be the largest

quite tedious, so I waited in the

people were here for business

and scrolled through my phone, drawn to the headlines reporting the recent incidents involving several major conglomerates. The reports clearly showed that this was not merely a private activity but

corporate giants had collapsed like dominoes

he seemed as calm as ever, waiting leisurely while the bank verified the contents of the

eager to know if