Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1211 Hidden Forces at Play



"Have you found out anything?" I asked.

"They're just speculations for now. There's more to our fathers' situation than just the plane crash. The non-organization must have hidden secrets from our fathers. Also, Navi must have caught wind of some information, which is why he's reluctant to let go easily," Atlas explained.

"What do you think it could be?" I asked.

Atlas shook his head slowly. "It's hard to tell at the moment. We'll only understand the whole picture once we rescue Rory."

I felt even more pressure. What exactly had happened to my dad? What made him suffer for 20 years?Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Atlas said patiently, "That's why I didn't want you to come. This game is unpredictable, but for us, saving your dad is crucial."

"But can Xavier really help us?" I asked, feeling a bit worried.

Atlas scoffed. "It's just a matter of each side getting what they want. Navi caused Xavier a lot of trouble over the years, and Xavier has been wanting to get rid of him for a long time. But Navi isn't someone to mess with. He has considerable influence on the dark side as well.

"This time, we're leveraging each other's strengths. Whether they win or lose doesn't affect us much. They're not saints. So, our cooperation is mutually beneficial," Atlas explained.

"But what if Xavier doesn't cooperate?" I asked.

"I never engage in battles I'm not sure of winning," Atlas replied coldly.

His answer left me silent. How could Atlas handle both sides in Bermuda? How could he not feel pressured?

It was no wonder he didn't want me to come.

"Where's Navi now?" I asked him.

"I got some intel yesterday that he's back at his old haunt."

"Why didn't he call me later?" I wondered why he had proposed the exchange but then went silent.

"I intercepted your calls on my phone. That's why I didn't want you to bring your old one," Atlas said, teasing me. "Are you still mad?"

I nestled into his arms obediently. "No. I know you have plans, but I want to see Dad as soon as possible. H-He's been suffering for 20 years."

In all these years, none of us had it easy. Especially my biological father, who was always on the run, and ended up as a bargaining chip. He even became disabled.

These thoughts made me feel indescribable pain. In this circle of people, I didn't know who was right or wrong, and there was no way to measure that.

And the instigator remained aloof, acting as if nothing was wrong.

I gritted my teeth. "No matter how this ends, I have one request. Celine cannot be spared."

Atlas tightened his arm around me. "Don't worry. My grandpa has been calling repeatedly, asking us to go back. This has dragged on for too long. After this is over, it's time to take

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"And I feel that Stella must be planning something. She's been silent for too long. I'm a bit worried."

I turned to Atlas and said, "I'm

curious why Trinity has been with

her all this time. But she hasn't said

anything to me. Do you think something fishy is going on?"

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Atlas kissed me. "Trinity's fine. Stella is in our sights, too. Don't worry, I've got her marked."

We both fell silent for a while before I spoke up again.

"I didn't expect my dad, the one at home, to be involved. But they're also victims." I sighed.

"They're not victims. In this ordeal,

there are no victims, only those who

raised you trying to make amends. If we can save Rory, it'll be his redemption," Atlas said softly, playing with my hair.

Just then, the doorbell downstairs rang, and he quickly got up. "I'll get it. You freshen up. Let's eat."

"Okay, sounds good," I replied.

He rushed downstairs, and I hurried into the bathroom to freshen up. After washing up, I put on a long skirt and went downstairs.

All this sudden activity left me feeling drained and starving.