Beyond the Divorce

The hospital ward was always in use, and the guards remained. Many people believed that Beatrice was still in the hospital room.

As a result, chaos erupted at the hospital during the first two days. Reporters were everywhere. They did everything they could to enter the hospital to get first-hand information and, more importantly, to be the first to glimpse Beatrice after nine years in solitary

confinement.

Many people were outside the testing facility today.

We split into two groups, with Lauren and Finn protecting Beatrice. They had entered the testing center early, and when the doctors arrived, they went straight to the testing center to diagnose Beatrice.

I quietly handed Beatrice to Lauren and returned to the hospital with Finn. We were getting ready for the show to start.

Things got busy on the way to the testing center.

Everyone eagerly anticipated Beatrice's departure from the hospital to the other building where the testing center was located.

Atlas's plan was proceeding as planned.

When it was time for the test, a group of people left the ward, protecting 'Beatrice' who was in a wheelchair with a covered face to prevent her from being photographed. They swiftly headed toward the building where the testing center was located.

Atlas was confident that the Chandler family had already figured out that we were the ones rescuing Beatrice, so I remained among the crowd to play my role and avoid arousing suspicion.

The group wasn't really protecting the 'Beatrice' in the wheelchair. They were watching me instead.

Early in the morning, Atlas had repeatedly emphasized to the people protecting me that they needed to ensure my safety.

Cane walked next to me, keeping close. Atlas couldn't show himself here, but I knew he was monitoring everything in the command vehicle not far away. He would be able to see what was going on.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Another police officer pushed the wheelchair, and we proceeded at an average pace. I felt a complex mix of emotions. I was nervous, but not because I was scared.

I feared Atlas's plan might fail and worried it might succeed.

I didn't want to add to Beatrice's troubles. After all, Bryon was her only family. She didn't know about the plan, because I was afraid it would bring her unnecessary pressure!

But I knew that if the plan succeeded, she would still have to face the fact that she would forever lose her father's love.

Our group quickly approached the testing center. I breathed a sigh of relief when we were almost at the entrance of the building.

Our plan had failed.

I didn't know whether to be relieved

or happy. But since Bryon hadn't

done anything, I didn't know how

Beatrice's plan would proceed. ↓ wasn't sure if she would present the evidence she had to accuse Bryon of his crimes.

As my thoughts wandered, we reached the stairs.

Someone who looked like a doctor emerged from within and extended a hand to grab Beatrice's wheelchair.

When we didn't react, a dramatic and dangerous scene unfolded.

The doctor suddenly pulled out a knife from somewhere, aimed at the 'Beatrice' in the wheelchair, stabbed her twice fiercely, and quickly fled.

We were all focused on the 'Beatrice' in the wheelchair. No one had time to chase after the doctor. We swiftly pushed the wheelchair into the emergency room inside the testing center.

Everything happened so quickly, but in an instant, everything came to an end.

Chaos erupted outside. The reporters who had been waiting were dumbfounded, but some reacted quickly and took photos.

However, most of the onlookers hadn't fully grasped what just happened.

Soon, we heard a hoarse wail from the emergency room entrance. "My daughter! Please don't let anything happen to her! I can't bear it!"

I turned abruptly to see Bryon walking quickly through the crowd.

His appearance made everyone sigh of relief. Our speculation had been correct.

We all turned to look at him. His performance in this act seemed impatient and not very wise.