Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 290 The Accident on the Highway

I felt relieved after ensuring the contract had no issues. After leaving Adrian’s office, I handled everything with utmost care. The two cunning foxes played their games, and it would likely affect the people around

them

When I returned to the company, I saw a group gathered at the large screen in the lobby. They were watching the real–time news reports. The crowd even gasped in surprise occasionally. I glanced at the screen and noticed it was a news report on an accident.

I paid little attention since it could trigger some unsettling memories.

“I heard it was the CEO of ATL Empire.”

“It looks pretty severe.”

My head spun when I heard those words. I rushed toward the large screen and stared at it. The footage. showed a nearly wrecked Maybach with smoke coming from it. The scene was horrifying, and a glimpse

of the license plate made me suspect it might be Atlas’s car.

I was shocked as I grabbed a passerby and asked, my voice shaking, “W–When did that happen?!”

“Just a while ago. Didn’t you see?” the person replied, looking at me in surprise.

“Where is it? Please tell me!” I pointed at the screen desperately.

“It should be on the highway to the airport.”

I ran outside but forgot something important–my car was in the underground parking lot. I quickly descended the elevator, but my hands shook once I entered my car. Tears welled in my eyes as I

muttered, “Atlas, if something happens to you, I-”

deep breath, I drove off, determined to find which hospital Atlas was in. Since Foswood had many hospitals, I

renowned one–Klinein Hospital.

legs trembled as I ran through the hospital lobby. People crowded the area,

nurse, “Is

room,” she replied before running off.

as the word “emergency” echoed in my mind. When

forming a barrier. It was daunting, and

the guards stopped me, “Miss,

to Atlas’s people. “I just want to see if the person

me in, please!”

back, Miss! No

A cold,

and my hands dropped to my sides. I looked inside and saw a stern–looking woman on a chair just

emergency room. It was Celine.

On the other side was Stella,

and I didn’t know if I should enter

at

face darkened as she sat some distance away. Her posture was rigid, and her eyes were

with chilling

I knew it was Atlas inside

the tightly shut door of the emergency

fuss about coming over?” Celine’s tone was icy, and her

took a deep breath and bit

did his well–being become your

Mrs. Celine. I only wanted to know if Atlas was alright.

my tone

is