Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Atlas glanced at his watch and said, "She's almost here. Get some rest. She'll be here soon." "When did you make the call? Why didn't I know?" I asked. He always managed to surprise me.

"I called her after we arrived last night. I thought you needed company, and there are some things I don't trust you to handle alone, so I called her. She took the early morning train to get here," said Atlas. Atlas grabbed his coat and said, "I'm going to the city with Arnold. You rest in the room for a while and wait for her. She'll come see you. I've booked the room next door for her. You can talk when she arrives." "Okay!" I was very happy and glad to have Lauren here with me.

After Atlas finished speaking, he left the hotel with Arnold. I immediately called Lauren, who answered, "Don't worry, I'm in a taxi. Why didn't you call me to join you yesterday? I had to travel alone." "I was in a hurry. I could barely remember to pack," I replied. "I'll wait for you!"

I hung up after repeating the address again.

After hanging up, I remembered something I had forgotten to do in my haste last night. I quickly called Carol. She answered promptly. "Chloe?"

"I forgot something. John will be at the company today. Please apply for a loan of two hundred grand at the finance department and give it to John. I'll replenish the money when I return," I instructed Carol. "Why are you taking out a loan? Isn't it all yours? Cash?" She laughed.

"Cash. John will deposit it into the bank. Avoid using our names," I told Carol. "We need to follow the rules. I need to go through the procedure too. It's about the system." "Okay!" Carol agreed.

I had almost forgotten about this. I couldn't let John use his own money for travel expenses.

After waiting in the room for a short while, I heard a knock on the door. I thought it was Lauren, so I eagerly opened the door. She was in the doorway.

I took her small luggage bag and

quickly let her in. I asked the front desk to bring us the room card for the room next door. After we had breakfast, I took her out to explore Gerby.

We went straight to Grand Tribeca, a mid-range department store.

Business did seem to be going well The department store where I had bought those professional outfits with Eleanor was in this commercial plaza too. No wonder Grand Tribeca seemed familiar.

As we walked, I told Lauren what was going on with Beatrice, updating her on the situation.

When we reached the third floor, we encountered Hazelyn Chandler. She was surrounded by a crowd.

She swaggered, giving orders to people around her. She hadn't noticed me yet.

Her posture was like a queen, and she seemed incredibly domineering.

I had no intention of avoiding her and stood in the aisle opposite her. I watched her come over, looking smug, as her sharp heels clacked on the floor.

She stopped as soon as she saw

me, and her proud expression immediately dropped as she glared at me with a sinister expression. Evidently, her arrogance had peaked, and She could change her face as quickly as turning a page.

Lauren didn't know who this was, but from Hazelyn's rapidly changing expression, she could tell that she wasn't a good person and must have had some conflict with me. With a disdainful sneer, Lauren asked, "What? Is this another Liora?"

I whispered, "Her name is Hazelyn Chandler."

When Lauren heard that, her voice rose sharply. "What? Looks like enemies are really everywhere, huh? What a small world!"

Hazelyn Chandler approached me, and she did look impressive in those stiletto-style heels. I felt as though I had to hold her in high regard.