Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1211

"Have you found out anything?" I asked.

"They’re just speculations for now. There's more to our fathers’ situation than just the plane crash. The non-organization must have hidden secrets from our fathers. Also, Navi must have caught wind of some information, which is why he's reluctant to let go easily," Atlas explained.

"What do you think it could be?" I asked.

Atlas shook his head slowly. "It's hard to tell at the moment. We'll only understand the whole picture once we rescue Rory."

I felt even more pressure. What exactly had happened to my dad? What made him suffer for 20 years?

Atlas said patiently, "That's why I didn't want you to come. This game is unpredictable, but for us, saving your dad is crucial."

"But can Xavier really help us?" I asked, feeling a bit worried.

Atlas scoffed. "It's just a matter of each side getting what they want. Navi caused Xavier a lot of trouble over the years, and Xavier has been wanting to get rid of him for a long time. But Navi isn't someone to mess with. He has considerable influence on the dark side as well.

"This time, we're leveraging each other's strengths. Whether they win or lose doesn't affect us much. They're not saints. So, our cooperation is mutually beneficial," Atlas explained.

"But what if Xavier doesn't cooperate?" I asked.

"I never engage in battles I'm not sure of winning," Atlas replied coldly.

His answer left me silent. How could Atlas handle both sides in Bermuda? How could he not feel pressured?

It was no wonder he didn't want me to come.

"Where's Navi now?" I asked him.

"I got some intel yesterday that he’s back at his old haunt."

"Why didn't he call me later?" I wondered why he had proposed the exchange but then went silent.

Atlas kissed me. "Trinity's fine. Stella is in our sights, too. Don't worry, I've got her marked."

We both fell silent for a while before I spoke up again.

"I didn't expect my dad, the one at home, to be involved. But they're also victims." I sighed.

"They're not victims. In this ordeal, there are no victims, only those who raised you trying to make amends. If we can save Rory, it'll be his redemption," Atlas said softly, playing with my hair.

Just then, the doorbell downstairs rang, and he quickly got up. "I'll get it. You freshen up. Let's eat."

"Okay, sounds good," I replied.

He rushed downstairs, and I hurried into the bathroom to freshen up. After washing up, I put on a long skirt and went downstairs.

All this sudden activity left me feeling drained and starving.