Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1112 Whet the Appetite

boundaries."

Byron noticed the distance between me and Hazelyn when we finally took our seats. "Mrs. Chloe, there was a bit of a misunderstanding between you and my daughter earlier. As adults, let's not dwell on trivial matters. I may have spoiled her a bit, and she lacks I simply smiled, neither taking his lead nor being overly polite.

He continued somewhat awkwardly, "My wife and I have always turned a blind eye to certain things. We believe in giving our daughter a comfortable upbringing. So, you see, she is a bit...spoiled."

Byron chuckled sheepishly. "There's a saying that you don't really know someone until you've had a disagreement. I hope you two can become good friends. In the future, when Mr. Atlas invests in Gerby, you must come here often. "Please don't judge her too harshly. You've seen the world, Mrs. Chloe, while she's just a spoiled child. I hope you can guide her a bit."

Byron's words were skillfully crafted, leaving me somewhat impressed.

I smiled and glanced at Hazelyn sitting across from me, "Mr. Byron, you're being too humble. Ms. Hazelyn must have her own way of doing things. It's just a difference in personalities. No need for guidance, really."

Hazelyn remained stoic, not engaging with my response, only occasionally glancing at Atlas.

Seeing that I wasn't actively participating, Byron engaged in a conversation with Gabriel and Atlas. He was particularly interested in the topic of mineral resources that Atlas had brought up.

Evidently, Byron's appetite had been piqued. Gabriel also looked flushed, appearing somewhat excited.

used to be Beatrice's grandfather's home was unsettling. It was occupied by a pack

that a collaboration with the Chandler family would

wearing a smile, and asked, "Mrs. Chloe, are you not a fan of

seemed insincere. I knew she was putting on a show for Atlas. They were only

eat very little and am

Atlas also

are you from, Mrs. Chloe?" Jocelyn

in Nocturnia but grew up in the northern part of

you're not used to the flavors here. It's a bit too sweet." She was good at small talk, seeming

difference. I've lived in the South for too long, so I've adapted," I said, suddenly asking, "This house is

Jocelyn immediately responded with

Gerby. This location is also the highest in Gerby, offering a

excellent taste," I

pleased. "Yes! All men care about

this the Chandler family's ancestral home?"

a fly. She smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to