Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1003

Everyone exchanged pleasantries and walked together to the table to take their seats.

I carefully scrutinized Cameron.

He appeared to be in his forties, exuding an intellectual aura. His grip was firm when we shook hands earlier, and his fingers had faint calluses. It showed that he was heavily involved in hands-on tasks.

The dinner was delightful, and Atlas behaved modestly. Initially, the other people were nervous, but seeing that Atlas was down-to-earth, they relaxed. Our conversations mostly revolved around doors during the dinner.

Atlas was very satisfied with Jaxford. The dinner concluded with a formal agreement to sign the contract the next day.

On the way home, Atlas said, "This is how business should be done. This person is good."

"It's all thanks to Eleanor. She's outstanding."

My phone rang, and seeing it was from my parents, I glanced at the time and then at Atlas. I stuck out my tongue, and he chuckled, ruffling my hair. "Answer it."

Reluctantly, I answered the call. My mom's voice came through, "Why haven't you reached home yet?"

"We met with a major client today and discussed the contract we'll sign tomorrow. It took longer than expected. But we'll be home soon." I quickly explained, realizing it was indeed late.

Especially since they left today and I hadn’t returned home to take care of Ava.

"Try to come home earlier in the future. Although the kids are safe at home, your presence makes a difference.”

My mom didn't criticize me directly, but the implied blame was clear. "Tomorrow, I should be relatively free. But in the next few days, clients from Solaris will be coming, and I can't confirm which day yet."

"If we had known this would happen, we wouldn't have gone away! We’d only leave once you’re less busy." My mom grumbled.

They genuinely cared about Ava.

"Hey. If you keep waiting like this, you'll never leave. Recently, everything has been piling up. How can you wait indefinitely?" I asked, trying to make them understand. "Are you doing well?"

"Everything is going smoothly. Ryan’s father and the others picked us up, and we had dinner together. I feel like I’m troubling them." My mom sighed.

"Mom, don't keep saying that. We’re all friends, and that's how we should get along. Besides, they'll also come to Foswood in the future. They're practically family by then."