Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Atlas contemplated, then looked at me. "It's cruel. There might be people investigating, and someone may move on her. They may seize the opportunity to dispose of the heiress and establish a new faction." His words made my heart leap into my throat.

"Don't worry, Jared is still there."

"But currently, he can't find Trinity either, right?" I looked at Atlas and countered, "And Trinity is alone."

"Although we haven't found her yet, his people are not to be trifled with. As soon as there's a hint of movement, it's equivalent to finding her. If Trinity is in danger, Jared will take action, or Trinity herself will act, and that will change the outcome. You can rest assured."

Atlas let go of me, took off his coat, and said, "I'll shower. It's too hot!"

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He paused, took out his phone to check, and quickly answered it. After listening for a while, he only said, "I got it!"

He hung up the phone and said, "I'll go shower. Wait for me."

I knew he still wanted to continue our conversation. He casually placed the phone on the sofa and went into the bathroom.

I hung up his clothes and checked the time. It was already late. Then, I tidied up the bed and lay down, waiting for him.

time, he came out. As he dried his hair, he said, "About the call just now, they've confirmed the identity of the deceased in Bourdamun." "Huh? They found out?" I

hair while looking at me. "This person is from Tarnstead, has a criminal record, hasn't returned home for many years, and has been keeping himself busy in

a considerable sum to treat his mother. They're suspecting it's a bribe." "How did they

indicates that their mastermind is the same person." Atlas paused and said, "It also raises another question. This incident ruled out our speculations. It doesn't seem to be from an organization or involve Denton!" "But I clearly saw a person

sat on the edge of the bed. I saw that his hair was still quite wet. I got up, took the towel from his hands, and helped him dry

and with a gentle tone, he said, "There's a simple

at him, and asked, "What do

and walked back. Then, he lifted the thin quilt on the bed and embraced me before explaining, "You're not wrong, but it doesn't rule out the possibility of diverting

behind me, pressed the button,

smiled, quickly

from an organization in Bourdamun. Moreover,

characteristics you mentioned."

affirmed. "But he definitely appeared in the elevator on

checked all the

found