Beyond the Divorce

Then, I leaned back and smiled at her, scrutinizing her expression. She paled for a moment but quickly returned to normal.

Still smiling, she reminded me, "Be careful on the road."

That was audacious of her! However, just this subtle change was enough for me to understand. I calmly replied, "Thanks. I'll take your words to heart. I'm just like a cat, after all." Then, I got into the car and told the driver, "Take me back to the office."

Since I got injured, Atlas didn't allow me to drive independently and assigned a driver for me.

I dialed Grayson, "Check why Liora came to the hospital."

Before I could hang up, another call came in from Trinity. "Where are you?"

"On my way back to the office."

"Is it urgent?"

"Yeah, I have some things to do." I didn't hide anything, and she knew about my injury. "Do you need anything?"

"Call me back when you're done," she said, then hung up.

Back at the office, I called Adrian and explained Ardora's situation in detail. After pondering for a while, Adrian asked, "Are you suggesting I take on this case?"

"I don't trust anyone else, and they won't win," I stated. Our communication has become more direct over the past year. There was an understanding between us. "What do you want from this?" he inquired, and I knew what he was asking.

"Grant him freedom," I said blatantly. That was my obligation to the deceased Grace.

"Okay." Adrian didn't hesitate.

"I'll have Johnson work with you. He can help you gather the necessary materials." I added. "Alright."

I hung up and breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason for taking on this lawsuit wasn't just to give Grace closure It was also to ensure Melanie would not have it easy. This leech could not be allowed to be comfortable. Her rightful place is behind bars.

Also, I wanted to shake Matthew awake completely. I wondered how to handle the little Charlie. With that in mind, I suddenly wanted to see him.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

I had a quick exchange with Chloe and Ryan. Then, I went downstairs and bought food, drinks, clothes. I also got toys for Myra's son and Charlie.

Then, I called Myra and went straight to Johnson's house.

Myra was delighted to see me. Seeing the driver bring in bags of stuff, she said, "Chlo, what are you doing? I've got everything here. You don't have to spend money like this next time."

"I'm just buying some formula for him to save you the trouble. Taking care of him is hard enough, and I understand the challenges of caring for a child," I said while walking in. I saw that Charlie was lying on the sofa, kicking and squirming. He seemed pretty well-behaved.

Myra followed behind me. "Chlo, you're too kind. How can I thank you?"

I walked over, looking at the little guy. It was my second time seeing him, and I played with him. Unexpectedly, he giggled and said, "Mommy."

To be honest, I didn't feel great. I sat down, grabbed his tiny feet, and he stared at me.

"He's been much better these past

few days. When he first arrived, he cried and fussed a lot. My son

couldn't sleep well. I guess he's gotten used to me. He's quite frail, though. Look, he's smaller than the average child," Myra said, lifting him and sitting down.

He looked at me with his little eyes, giving me a small smile.

"Mommy!" he said, blowing raspberries.

I had to admit, compared to the first time I caught him at the hospital, he looked much more lively now. Back then, he was thin, like a little older man with almost no hair. Now, his hair had grown, and his complexion had improved.

Myra sighed. "He's a good kid. How did he end up with such a mom? You'd think Melanie would at least care for him. What's going to happen to Charlie?"