Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1166

The notebook contained notes from when my dad was working. He used to teach chemistry but later took on a managerial role at the school. He hadn't been involved in practical chemistry experiments and tutorials for a long time.

What was the use of these old things?

I looked at Atlas, who was studying the contents earnestly. His expression remained unreadable. I wasn’t sure if he understood what was written inside.

Then, he glanced at the executive who welcomed us and said, "We’ve found what they want. Our current task is to locate them, then we can negotiate."

"Negotiate?" The executive looked at Atlas with some confusion. "But the item isn't in our hands."

"Don't worry, I have a plan. When they call again, we'll confirm their location," Atlas confidently replied. "They must still be in Bibury."

I watched Atlas. His speculation was correct. They wanted this notebook, and there was no need for them to travel around with someone.

But I didn't understand what use they had for an old, worn-out notebook.

As I looked at Atlas again, he seemed to understand my doubts and subtly gestured for me not to speak.

A phone rang again. It was Mike's phone this time. He nodded apologetically to everyone and quickly left the room to answer the call outside.

Soon, he pushed the door open and beckoned to me. I stood up and walked out, confident it was a call from Ryan.

Sure enough, as I stepped outside, Mike said, "It's Ryan."

I quickly answered. "Ryan!"

"Uh... Chlo, I heard about what happened. Should I come back?" Ryan said.

"No need. Atlas and I are here together, and we've already reported to the police. The official authorities are handling it. They are currently investigating whether they're still in Bibury. Besides, Atlas brought someone with him," I informed Ryan. "Coming back won't help. Are you still in the capital?"

"Yeah, I'm still in the capital. It's close to Bibury, so I can come back anytime," He told me. "There's something I want to say, but I don't know how to tell you."

I tensed up. "What's the matter? Just say it. Why are you beating around the bush?"

Intuition told me that whatever Ryan was about to say was related to Bibury and my parents.

"So how did he eventually get into the school?"

"An older chemistry teacher voluntarily stepped down and recommended your father. That's how your father entered the teachers' college and stayed there as a chemistry teacher. But later, I discovered that the older chemistry teacher had accepted a bribe from your father, prompting him to resign and recommend your father."

"A bribe?" I questioned, "For teaching?"

"Yes, and what's even stranger is that they were extremely generous with that old teacher. It was enough money to last him a lifetime."

"Was it really that much money?" I repeated in a murmur.

Ryan's words made me skeptical. My memories were right in that time frame, and as far as I remembered, our family wasn't that wealthy. We were just an ordinary family, and my mom was particularly frugal.

But now, hearing that my dad spent so much money to secure a teaching job confused me.

"And then what?" I asked, still eager for more information.