Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 485 The Infamous Beringer Family Rose's eyes held none of the cloudiness often associated with age. Instead, they gleamed with sharp intelligence.

As she saw us approaching, her eyes twinkled. She said to Atlas, "You're here and fashionably late!" Atlas's eyes were warm as he smiled.

He replied, "My beloved Grandma Rose, I'm just in time. No one noticed!" I had never seen Atlas like this before.

The aloof and composed Atlas had a playful side to him! It seemed his relationship with Rose ran deep.

"Introduce me, won't you?" The elderly lady's gaze shifted to me with a discerning look.

"Chlo, this is the star of today, Rose Beringer. You can call her Grandma Rose!" He introduced me with a soft voice, smiling tenderly. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

I stepped forward, greeting her, "Grandma Rose." "Grandma, this is the person I've been waiting for!" Rose gave me a thorough once-over, and then we shook hands. She gave it a gentle squeeze before nodding.

"Mmm, soft as cotton, destined for prosperity." Her words left me perplexed. I couldn't help but feel shy as I glanced at Atlas.

Rose, your elegance is unrivaled," I

spoke the truth, and Rose's face lit up with joy. She turned

a small, weighty box I was holding to Rose. Atlas prepared it, and I

happiness." 1 couldn't help but fall into convention, considering the

Rose's face beamed, "Atlas, this girl is to my liking!" Her tone resembled that of

their conversation, it

their birthday wishes, and only after Atlas finished his chat with Rose did he take me to greet the others. These people

few words with Rose, he greeted Atlas. He mentioned a large-scale business networking event early next month and invited Atlas

only natural. They had high expectations

and its yearly achievements were attributed to companies

considerable respect. Of course, Atlas's relationship

at the Beringer family's mansion. The mansion was top-tier in the coveted neighborhood of Foswood. Its location in a vital commercial district

she had been widowed at a young age and had single-handedly managed the family business. Rather than declining, the Beringer family's fortune

with the Beringer family stemmed from Louis. He had a deep bond with