Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 1225

Not only did we find it amusing, but we even had to cover our mouths to stifle our laughter. I didn't realize Arnold was such a drama queen.

"Are you demanding something from me?" Arnold continued to act, "Okay, let's say around 5 p.m. It'll be dinner time by then."

"Actually, can it be around 2 p.m.? Mr. Arnold, please." The man on the other end sounded exasperated.

"Let me remind you again, don't talk to me in that tone. I hate it!" Arnold said sternly into the phone. "2 p.m. it is. Don't rush me anymore, damn it. Even on vacation, I can't catch a break."

With that, he hung up the phone and looked at Atlas. "All set."

At this point, everyone burst into laughter.

Dylan patted his shoulder teasingly. "Mr. Arnold, you're a master at this acting game. If you go down this path, you'll be top-tier."

“Even if I don't go down that path, I'm still top-tier." Arnold laughed.

"Arton, you won't be on the same flight with them. You'll leave first," Atlas told Arton. "Later, I'll have Cane escort you. After you land, go straight back to Bourdamun’s construction site. Be vigilant for any unfamiliar faces."

"Got it." Arton seemed eager to return to his duties and protect his construction site.

Atlas thought momentarily and added, "I've arranged a partner for you. She’s a girl who has undergone special training. Her identity is your girlfriend and your single-line contact. She'll visit you regularly to provide cover, and you report directly to her if there are any special circumstances."

Arnold glanced at Arton. "You're quite lucky to get a girlfriend assigned to you for a mission."

"You got one too, didn't you?" Dylan retorted.

"That's my real girlfriend, okay?" Arnold retorted back.

Hana's face suddenly turned red. She probably wanted to retort, but seeing everyone looking at her, she decided against it.

These two were really made for each other. Arnold was declaring his possessiveness over her here.

Cane quickly said to Arton, "Time is of the essence. I'll take you to the airport now."

"Alright," Arton said, picking up his backpack and looking at me.