Beyond the Divorce

After moving to Pleca Park, the kids and my parents were happy.

Atlas had somehow managed to set up two spacious and dreamlike rooms. Even I couldn't resist the idea of sleeping in them.

My childhood memories were hazy and confused me, after all. But the rooms before me seemed like something out of a dream. Ava was clearly thrilled. She was acting giddy with excitement and would not go to sleep.

After finally getting them to sleep, I went to check on my parents' room.

My mom secretly pulled me aside and asked in a hushed tone, "How much did Atlas spend on building such a big house? It's huge. It's such a waste. Back in our hometown, I thought the teachers' college was empty, even when all the teachers were living in it."

I burst into laughter at her words. They weren't even on the same scale.

However, I knew they were both very satisfied.

My dad, on the other hand, kept talking to me. He mentioned that the backyard here was spacious and could grow various plants.

I chuckled and told him, "Small plants are nice, but I don't encourage turning this into a farm."

My dad laughed heartily. I rarely saw him this happy.

In my memory, he had always been reserved, especially after he ended up in the hospital because of my issues. He had been gloomy since.

Seeing him smile so happily now, I also felt genuinely happy.

At home, the arrangements were worry-free, but outside, incidents were happening one after another.

Just when I officially secured the Avalon Hills project, things were going downhill for Matthew.

Under the current circumstances, Liora had completely shifted all responsibility to Melanie without regard for her previous "relationship" with Matthew.

While Matthew was strategizing against Liora, he was also trying to use his connections to find a way to get Melanie out. However, things went contrary to his wishes. The more he tried, the more problems arose. Liora would never allow Melanie to be released so easily.

Liora could set traps outside without restriction because Melanie was inside. Liora was still Mrs. Liora for the time being, and that title still had authority, even though Atticus had already controlled her use of Echelon Group's resources.

Matthew was facing a situation where he couldn't turn things around. He faced lawsuits from the construction company, and Liora continued to press on.

Early in the morning, Matthew was waiting in my office. He looked disheveled and had lost a lot of weight, with dark circles under his eyes.

A glimmer of light appeared in his bloodshot eyes when he saw me. "Chlo, why did you come so late? Where did you all go? Why isn't anyone at home?" Clearly, he had already been to the apartment to look for me.

I glanced at him and calmly said, "What's the matter?"

He seemed stunned for a moment, his tired eyes scanning the surroundings. After all, this was ATL Empire's office. I understood his concerns and gestured for him to come inside.

"Let's talk inside!"

He saw that I didn't refuse him, and a glimmer of hope lit up on his face.

Inside the office, I sat on my chair and looked at him, saying, "What is it?"

He seemed suddenly at a loss for words. He remained silent for a long time before looking at me and starting, "Chlo, I..."

As soon as he spoke, it seemed like he couldn't continue.

"Liora betrayed me!" he said after a

pause. "All of Ardora's accounts are frozen now, and the bank is pressuring us every day. The

construction projects in Muborough are al halted. Other projects are also affected and can't proceed, She's

pushing me to the brink of

destruction."

Looking at Matthew, who was on the verge of collapsing, I realized this was not what I wanted.

"Chloe, help me... Given our past as husband and wife, please help me!"

I continued staring. The scene of Grace's pitiful look appeared in my mind.

"I'm leaving this earth soon. Please don't do anything to him. Chlo, this is my only request!"

On top of that was the piece of paper Grace left for him. She had told me to pass it to him after her passing.

I reached out to open the drawer

and took that piece of paper out, but

I stuffed it back in. In the current

situation, I was convinced that this piece of paper would be the breaking point for him.

However, I thought of Grace's helpless expression as she pleaded with me.

In the end, I caved.

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