Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom novel Chapter 655

As we entered the living room, Ava and Jenny’s laughter echoed through the building. The once-silent courtyard now buzzed with life.

Since coming here, my mother had been completely liberated, no longer burdened by kitchen duties.

She quickly stood up and looked at us. "You're finally done with your work."

My mom's eyes were carefully scrutinizing my face.

"Next time, please eat dinner without waiting for us. Things get busy, and we'll only keep everyone hungry," I said. "We'll call ahead the next time we’re late."

My dad emerged from the bathroom, looking like he had just finished working.

The kitchen staff respectfully approached Atlas. "Sir, can we start serving dinner now?"

Atlas quickly nodded. "Yes.”

Then he turned to my dad, asking, "Dad, did you just finish work too?"

My dad smiled contentedly. "Yes! This place is amazing. There's so much to do. Oh right, can you do me a favor?"

While accompanying him to the dining room, Atlas nodded and said, "Tell me."

My dad awkwardly asked, "Do you have some gardening books? Could you get me some basic ones?"

"We have them. That's not a problem. I'll have them sent over later."

"There's no need to trouble them to deliver now. You can bring it to me after work. I want to study some gardening skills."

His words made me chuckle. "Dad, you should have just told him to find you a mentor. Then you'd have a companion while working!”

Atlas also laughed and, with a good-natured tone, said, "Chlo is right. We can do that. I'll have someone start tomorrow. Dad, you'll be in charge of planning and managing our garden from now on."

My dad laughed heartily, looking much more spirited than before. He was much stronger and more energetic, a sight that warmed my heart.

I also felt a bit heartbroken.

"Take care of him for a few days, and then we'll figure something out. There's no good solution for now. I'll try to get the police to find out who the child's biological father is."

"Okay, sure. This way, my son has a companion. Don't worry too much." Perhaps afraid that I would be concerned, Myra tried to comfort me. "Two is better than one."

After hanging up the phone, I went to the study, where Atlas was. He was in a video conference.

Upon seeing me enter, he told the other party, "Let's go with that. Increase the publicity and submit the proposal when it's ready."

Then he ended the meeting, smiling at me. "Why haven't you rested yet?"

"I want to put pressure on the police to find out about Melanie. I don't think Matthew will raise this child. Now that his grandmother has run off—"

I hadn't finished my sentence when Atlas's phone rang. He glanced at the screen, raised an eyebrow at me, and answered, "Hello?"