Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 355 Whose Fault Is It?

As our conversation continued, we lost track of time. Carol eventually came to remind me, “Ms. Chloe, it’s almost time to leave. Are you still planning to attend the reception?”

After a brief moment of contemplation, I decided that we should get ready to go together. Carol glanced at Grayson, her face slightly flushed. I didn’t dwell on the subtleties of their interaction and promptly told Grayson, “I’ll head home first.”

I went downstairs and quickly left the office before rush hour began. On the way home, I mulled over the various possibilities related to the accident.

Either it was Celine’s doing, trying to stop him from going abroad, or Atlas had orchestrated it to trap Celine. The third possibility was that there was another force, like the three factions mentioned online,

before the shareholders‘ meeting.

I cursed my involvement in such a complex situation and wished for a simpler life.

Then again, how could he not fight back if someone keeps pushing him to his limits? Just like Matthew, he took half of my asset and gave it to someone else.

I parked my car and sat there in a daze, recalling the humiliations Matthew subjected me to before our

divorce.

Then, I thought about Celine’s actions, and Atlas’s statement about the plane crash didn’t seem so

straightforward.

what Atlas said was true, that the plane crash was orchestrated, then what significance did

was a very clever move indeed.

someone knocked on my car window. Startled, I looked out and saw my mother,

up Ava from kindergarten.

of the

reached over, opened the car door, and kissed her little cheek. “Baby, are you

I performed in a show. I’m going to perform in school

said it excitedly.

My daughter’s going to perform?” I asked, genuinely

recommended that I sing!” She chatted

I was going to the reception and returned to change clothes.

having dinner at home again?” My mom seemed a bit unhappy. “You’re hardly here!”

dinner when I come home tonight! Just save me some food!” I smiled awkwardly. It was true

at me. “Are you going to see Uncle Atlas?

questions were sharp. I didn’t even know how to answer

from an illness. He hasn’t completely gotten better yet!” It

muster.

see Uncle at the hospital?” She

that this excuse was terrible and quickly said, “He’s not in a hospital in