Beyond the Divorce

Although I was a bit nervous, I believed that Atlas would be able to open it.

As expected, he reached out without hesitation and pressed the confirm button. With a click, the lock opened.

I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Atlas with joy. I didn't expect him to open it so easily. I didn't know if he was just too clever or if it was too smooth for him.

The manager, Tris, and Dylan withdrew, leaving only me and Atlas inside. I knew that Atlas wouldn't hide anything from Dylan and Tris.

A stack of somewhat yellowed documents was visible when Atlas opened the box. After a fleeting perusal through them, Atlas's hand stopped sharply, and his eyes brightened.

Louis and Rory had already made all the preparations for mining. It was a pity that they were just one step away from realizing their dreams. He

craftsmanship of the box was quite exquisite. It was clearly not an ordinary item. This box alone

at Atlas, and we both understood without saying a word

everything back into the box and

car, and returned to the estate. Along the

documents. Atlas then took out the box and carefully examined it again; he gave it a little shake. There

out the small key Uncle Kenny

to be opened with a mechanism and a password, and the design of the password buckle was quite clever. Atlas held the key and examined it for a long time, trying various things on the points of the box. Dylan had been

key, he attempted to twist it by turning it