Beyond the Divorce

Liora had made a daring escape during Eugene's funeral, right under the watchful eyes of the police.

Atlas and I decided it was time to return to Foswood, so we wrapped up our month-long stay in Gerby. The investment projects here were progressing smoothly, rendering Atlas's presence unnecessary. Atlas was concerned about Beatrice's ability to handle things independently, so he decided to leave Gavin behind to assist her in acclimating to the business.

Arnold willingly stayed back to help Sean handle the aftermath of the case.

As we said our goodbyes, Beatrice held on to me tightly, reluctant to let go. I shared the sentiment, but as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. It was time to get back to our own lives.

I promised her that when the case went to public trial, I would be there to witness the moment justice prevailed and stand by her side during her toughest moments.

Deep down, I knew that avenging her mother meant forever losing someone she called 'father'.

Before going through security, I whispered in her ear, "Cherish those around you, Beatrice. Finn has waited for you for ten years. It's time you acknowledged his feelings."

During this time, Finn had stayed by Beatrice's side tirelessly, handling everything with dedication.

I comforted Finn when Beatrice left Glasslake Manor, saying, "She's yours. Things will work out eventually. Just keep putting in the effort."

He solemnly replied, "Let it be. All I can do is work harder. I couldn't save her before, but now that she's back, I have a responsibility to take care of her to the best of my ability. It doesn't matter whether she chooses me or not. It's enough for me to see her safe and happy." I looked at Beatrice and said, "You know, when you were away, Finn went to your mother's grave every year to pay his respects. He firmly believed you would come back."

Beatrice looked surprised. "He did that?"

I nodded, continuing, "The Bullock family bought the house at Glasslake Manor for Finn, but he's been waiting, hoping that you would move in. You did move in eventually, and even took the master bedroom. You have no idea how happy he was." Beatrice blushed, muttering, "Why didn't you tell me this?"

"I didn't know at the time. I only found out after talking to him the day you moved back to the Keller family's residence."

I briefly told her about Finn's feelings for her over the years, his involvement in saving her, and the Bullock family's support during the case.

Then I told her, "Don't lose faith in

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love. Live your life like your good days are just beginning. The Bullock family are genuinely kind and generous We've examined them thoroughly during our collaboration, and they've been efficient at assisting us. I believe what we've seen, but of course, you need to assess it yourself. Find some time to visit Foswood, come meet our classmates, and see me."

"I will. I definitely will." Beatrice replied.

As we left, the Bullock family hurriedly arrived to see us off.

I entrusted Beatrice to them. "Take care of Beatrice for me."

They all responded, "Of course. You don't have to worry."

At that moment, I sincerely hoped that Beatrice and Finn's family could become one.

On the plane, Lauren asked, "Do you think they'll end up together?"

"Anything is possible," I said. "She won't be able to leave Finn."

Lauren laughed and leaned back in her seat, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Atlas, who was unusually tired from the month's events, had fallen asleep on the plane.

To my surprise, Oliver was there to

pick us up at the exit when we landed glanced at Lauren with a knowing smile and said, "Yeah. Anything is possible."

Lauren glared at me but surprisingly didn't argue.

I secretly enjoyed it. It seemed that good things were coming our way.

Atlas wanted to go straight to the company, but I insisted that he go home. He looked at my determined face and finally gave in.

Atlas and went back to Pleca Park.

We had been away from home for

so long, and we were finally back.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

The family was waiting for us. What

could be more important than that?