Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Atticus hadn't expected me to mention Denton's name immediately. He seemed a bit surprised but nodded. "You're truly sharp-minded."

I smiled lightly, feeling a special admiration for Rose.

Atticus continued, "Denton is someone to keep an eye on. Over the past few years abroad, he has accumulated many resources and connections. He's the true mastermind behind the Terrells."

It seemed that Atticus and Rose were on the same page. I couldn't help but think that I needed Grayson to investigate Denton thoroughly.

"But you don't have to worry too much. After all, Bourdamun's new development is a project from higher-ups. Even if he has ideas, he needs to weigh his strength. He will unlikely get his way, even if it's evenly matched.

"Trying to contend with the higher-ups is not as simple as it used to be," Atticus consoled when he saw I hadn't spoken.

"Back then, were you also afraid of running into a tough nut like Nelson?" I asked Atticus with a mischievous smile.

"Not entirely." Atticus's response was interesting.

I couldn't help but laugh. "So, it means there were some considerations in that regard."

ideas as you regarding the Bourdamun project. You aim to use Bourdamun to create your positioning prototype, whereas I knew from the beginning that there would

were undoubtedly

back then. He knew this project was only a prelude, with hidden chunks of fat

Celine's arrival, manipulating

she turned the long-term advantage into a shortcoming, only seeing the immediate

be seen that Atlas had miscalculated in this

all projects are worth taking on. They must fit into

development plan. Bourdamun's et

is tailored for you! You're determined to use it to create

probed into it, knowing this bone is too tough to chew. It's

chuckled self-deprecatingly. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

this project, the final result would fall

won in Rivendell by chance, but Bourdamun is different. Atlas has long paved the way for you. You have

Ov

prerequisite for victory."

Beringers?" I asked, looking calmly at Atticus. "The Beringers haven't made any moves on