Beyond the Divorce

"We have to play it by ear." He said, "I believe this notebook must be crucial, not just to your father but also to the ones who want it. There must be secrets involved. Even if we have this, we can't let them have their way." As soon as Atlas said this, everything clicked for me.

Indeed, they knew my father better than I did. How did they know about this mysterious notebook? What exactly was in it that led them to resort to kidnapping?

"So, are we heading there now? But the person on the phone is after the notebook. If we don't give it to them, then...?"

I was a bit unsettled, especially since it involved my dad's well-being.

"All the clues lead to the small town, so we must make a trip there to understand the whole story," Atlas asserted.

Just as we were about to leave the lobby, I heard my mom calling me from behind. "Chlo..."

I turned around to see her quickly descending the stairs.

We both stood in place, watching her approach. Though her expression remained composed, her eyes betrayed her inner unease.This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Are you two going on a business trip together?"

Atlas nodded earnestly, "Yes. Chlo and I are both going."

"Oh! So... where are you going?" She hesitated in her questioning, "Is it... about...?"

I looked at her, wanting to hear her thoughts.

She immediately reined in her emotions, giving us a slight smile. "Well, you better get going! Come back soon and give me a call anytime."

I scrutinized her. "Mom, do you have something on your mind?"

She quickly smiled and said, "No... Go on. I have to attend to Grandma Rose."

"Okay. We're leaving then. We'll be back soon." Atlas didn't press further, subtly hinting at me to do the same.

"I'm leaving, Mom."

With that, Atlas and I got into the car, heading straight to the airport.

In the car, I asked, "Did Mom seem different to you?"

"This can only mean one thing. That notebook is at home," Atlas said confidently to me.

"So, you're saying she knows about Dad's situation?"

"Yes. She must be well aware." Atlas nodded with certainty.

I remembered my mom's peculiar expressions when sensitive topics were brought up.

"You're right. It seems they've hidden quite a few secrets from me. Whenever they mentioned the small town in relation to my memories she always evaded the subject t looks like it might be time to unravel some of the secrets between my parents," I whispered.

Atlas grabbed my hand. "Don't worry. Secrets will always resurface." "Then, earlier... did she sense that something might happen to Dad?"

We raced to the airport, and Cane was already waiting for us at the departure gate. We took the VIP channel.

On the plane, Atlas comforted me, urging me to take a moment to rest. I was genuinely exhausted these past few days dealing with Oliver's situation.

I turned to Atlas beside me, "Honey, do you think all of this could be related to Liora's escape? Especially with what happened to Oliver? Didn't they already catch the perpetrator?" "I haven't had a chance to interrogate anyone yet," Atlas informed me.

"The target of that assailant was

clearly me. If it weren't for Lauren,

who saw it first and pushed me

away, I would have been the onenet

injured Oliver, fearing for Lauren's safety, threw himself in front of her."

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Amidst all the chaos in the past couple of days, it was the first quiet moment I had with Atlas, prompting me to bring up this matter.

"I can't shake the feeling that this

has something to do with Liora," added, "Who else is that vengeful against me? Since they knew exactly where we were dining at tha hotel, this wasn't random."

"It's hard to say for sure right now."