Beyond the Divorce

Atlas noticed my unusual expression and turned to look at me, extending his hand to grasp mine. He asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

I glanced at him and turned my head again, realizing Melvern had disappeared.

Turning back, I wrapped my arm around Atlas's, saying, "It's nothing, let's go."

Atlas took a quick look in the direction I had been staring, then pulled me closer to him as we walked toward the elevator, where the three of them were waiting. We quickly entered the elevator, heading downstairs. Before getting into the car, he quietly instructed Dylan about something, and Dylan drove my car away.

After getting into Atlas's car, he asked me again, "What happened just now?"

I looked at Atlas and said, "I've had a lingering question, but I figured out what it was."

Atlas immediately asked, "What question?"

I told him, "When Melvern first came to my company, he used the Rivendell project to test me."

"And then?" Atlas looked at me, curious.

"That's where it gets fishy. The outside world had no information about that incident at all. Atticus told me about it confidentially. It was still a secret. We were puzzled about how Melvern knew about Atticus's intention of handling the Rivendell project."

I was a bit lengthy, but I knew Atlas could understand. "As you know, I only learned about this when I went to Rivendell to meet Atticus. The next day, Melvern came to test me." "Okay," Atlas nodded, "What does that have to do with what just happened?"

"Just as he passed by me, I suddenly understood why. This is the reason." I confidently explained to Atlas.

"Why?"

"That day, when I went to Rivendell to see Atticus, I saw him in the hotel where I had dinner with Atticus. He was also in that hotel and didn't look like he was there to dine." Then, I detailed the sequence of events to Atlas.

I was apprehensive as I continued, "This guy is mysterious, always appearing out of nowhere. His clothing style was different that day, and he wore a mask. I couldn't see clearly, but the scent on him was unmistakable. My sense of smell is quite keen, especially for distinct scents."

I said it seriously, but Atlas suddenly bent down to look at me. "Do you like my scent?"

His words caught me off guard, and I slapped him lightly. "Be serious!"

He suddenly grinned and bit my lips lightly.

I continued, "The first time he came to my company, he stood close to me, and I smelled that scent. It felt strangely familiar, but today, it finally clicked."

Atlas said, "If he dares to get close to you again, I won't be polite to him."Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

His words left me stunned. I burst into laughter and plunged into his arms.

I playfully asked, "Can you please listen to me properly? You only catch the useless details!"

"Why is it useless? It's a signal. If he dares to approach you, I won't give him any room to maneuver," Atlas confidently declared.

"You're underestimating me. He needs to be allowed to do that!" I said flirtatiously.

He seemed satisfied, ruffled my hair, and said, "Well done!"

Then, he patted my shoulder. "They don't stand a chance anymore. Let them be. No matter how they try, outsmarting Atticus won't be that easy. Even if their competition is facing a crisis, the people in O Foswood won't let them succeed."

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I felt reassured. After all, Atticus was now rooted in Foswood and had some foundation. Moreover, considering Melvern's past actions, he had angered quite a few people. en.swhovels.net

Still, I reminded him, "While I don't care about others, we can't just stand idly by."

Atlas immediately raised an eyebrow.