Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 1325 Rising from the Ashes

Only Hazelyn struggled to look at Beatrice in the courtroom.

Beatrice shot her a smile of triumph tinged with arrogance. Hazelyn looked deflated as her face sank. In the end, she was defeated.

As they were escorted away, everyone surged toward Beatrice, but no one spoke; they simply shook her hand in solidarity. There were still some documents that Beatrice needed to sign at the courthouse, and we remained by her side throughout. Beatrice left her current assistant from the Keller family to handle the remaining affairs.

Once everyone had left, Beatrice looked at me. In a hoarse voice, she said, "Take everyone back to my place."

I looked at her, somewhat puzzled. "What about you?"

She glanced at Finn, her eyes pleading. She said, "Finn... accompany me to the cemetery."

"Sure." Finn didn't hesitate, stepping up to her side and offering his support.

Theo quickly added, "We'll all go with you."

Beatrice didn't refuse. She simply scanned her classmates before silently turning and walking away.

We all followed Beatrice as she strode out, but Gabriel blocked our path. His eyes were filled with complex emotions as he looked at Beatrice, his lips trembling. "Beatrice. I..." Beatrice stopped in her tracks and looked at him coldly, her tone icy. "What is it?"

Beatrice." Gabriel's voice trembled as

on, let's not appear in each other's sight again. Let's keep some dignity for

and walked away

citizens arrived before us. It was a touching

stay in the car and accompanied

quickly as if

by my side, I

grave as soon as she reached it, and she remained in that position for half an hour. Her frail figure looked even more

forward

turn around.

en

tombstone once more before

reporters besieged the cemetery gates, eager to interview Beatrice. Atlas's

they followed Beatrice, bombarding her with questions

marked the vindication of the Keller family's grievances. It was a journey spanning a decade, and the perpetrators were finally punished. The reporters asked sharp questions, but Beatrice was shielded and ushered

the car, whispering, "It's all

on, you should focus on being happy." I comforted her

an obedient child, but it was