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."

without reservation. "I don't have the same ideas as you regarding the Bourdamun project. You aim to use Bourdamun to create your positioning prototype, whereas

were undoubtedly

was no surprise that his rivalry with Atlas had been so fierce back then. He knew this project was only a prelude, with hidden

taken advantage of Celine's arrival, manipulating the

that time. So, she turned the long-term advantage into a shortcoming, only seeing the

be seen that Atlas had miscalculated in this

all projects

development plan. Bourdamun's et

you! You're determined to use it to create a model project, and

to chew. It's not worth the effort for

wondered why there were no competitors, and I thought my information was spot-on." I chuckled self-deprecatingly.

if I competed for this project, the final result would fall into your

is my formidable rival. I won in Rivendell by chance,

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prerequisite for victory."

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