Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1088

Sean saw that Arnold seemed very confident, so he nodded immediately.

"We'll act separately. I'm going to the city to exert as much pressure as possible on Byron Chandler. You all need to make good use of this opportunity." Atlas told Sean, "First, find a reason to control that assistant doctor. He’s probably a lackey who knows a lot of things. Most importantly, he must know what Beatrice has been through all these years. He’s important to this investigation."

"We've thought of that. We’re looking for a reason to detain him," Sean said.

Arnold was disdainful. "What reasons do you need? Just detain him without any discussion or negotiation. What are you afraid of?"

"He's right. You've been granted this privilege from above. What are you afraid of?" Atlas scanned Sean coldly.

"Alright. I understand." Sean immediately agreed.

"What about me?" I asked.

Atlas smiled, gazing at me, and said, "You can come with me. Or you can walk around and get familiar with Gerby."

"I'll go with you," I said. I wasn’t here to be a tourist. I was entirely focused on Beatrice’s safety. Why would I need to wander around? What was there to see?

"And we're about to take over Grand Tribeca. You might want to go there and take a look," Atlas said.

His words surprised me. "Grand Tribeca? Isn't that the shopping mall the Chandler family and their in-laws, the Russell family, want to take over?"

"That’s right. This is our first step to investment in Gerby,” Atlas declared.

"I want to give Byron Chandler some competition. I want him to feel powerless and helpless! After we take it over, it’ll be ours."

"I guess I’ll go have a look then, since it’ll be ours in the future," I murmured to myself.

"I didn't mean that. I'm afraid you might act impulsively." I looked at him, "We shouldn't make any unnecessary sacrifices."

"Why are you so concerned about our family's money?" he teased, looking at me. "My investments need to pay for themselves hundreds or thousands of times over! Otherwise, how could I be your husband?"

I smiled in delight, resting my head on his chest, and said, "I wonder why my life is so good, honey. Did I get lucky?"

"You’re wrong. This isn’t about your good fortune, it's the result of our hard work." He patted my back. "I've let you endure too much hardship. I won't let you feel the slightest discomfort anymore. I promise!"

We embraced each other for quite some time, then his phone rang, prompting us to separate.

After answering the call, he said, "You can go out for a walk or get some rest. I've asked Lauren to keep you company."

"Really?" I was overjoyed to hear his words.