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.

These were some mining approval documents. This meant that Louis and Rory had already made all the preparations for mining. It was

intricately carved iron box from inside. The 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

packed everything back into the box and instructed

car, and returned to the estate. Along the way, it was clear that Tris was very cautious, and the

the box and carefully examined it again; he gave it a little shake. There were still some

key Uncle Kenny gave and tried it, but it didn't

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

the key, he attempted to twist it by turning it in each of the four corners that corresponded to the pattern. The