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,"

turned to Atlas and said, "I see why you've been searching for so many years! She's

holding to Rose. Atlas prepared it, and I did not

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

just what I wanted!" Rose's face beamed, "Atlas, this girl is to

their conversation. I From their conversation, it was clear that they were old friends.

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

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

natural. They had

internationally renowned conglomerate, and

with considerable respect. Of course, Atlas's relationship

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

young age and had single-handedly managed the family business. Rather than declining, the Beringer

had a deep bond with the elderly lady, which