Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

She nodded firmly. "Yes, I'm planning to recruit some young talent. This will bring more vitality to the company. I've also consulted with them, and they all agree."

"Right now, Gavin is helping me streamline our client base and rigorously screening them. Anyone with a bad record is eliminated without exception. To be honest, I'm quite satisfied with this process. I've learned a lot," Beatrice said sincerely. "Now I feel a bit more relaxed than when I first took over. I'm not in a panic anymore." When she talked about the company, there was a hint of confidence in her expression.

"What about your personal life?" I asked her.

"I've brought back all the seniors from before, and they're like family to me. I've adapted to everything," she replied succinctly.

She was avoiding the real question.

"What about Finn?"

"Yeah, he comes to see me every day. He's very attentive to me," Beatrice said.

I then asked, "How would the Russell family be dealt with?"

Beatrice paused before saying, "I won't let them off."

This time, it was my turn to be silent, and then I spoke up, "To be honest, I have no sympathy for Gabriel."

"The Russell family hasn't done any good, especially Gabriel's father. He conspired with Byron, caused a lot of harm, and made a lot of enemies.

"Gabriel isn't any better, as he's following in his father's footsteps. Just thinking about it makes me sick. I won't let them off." Beatrice's tone was very firm.

"Then let them face the

consequences." I strongly supported

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Beatrice. "Betrayal is the most despicable act. He needs to be

taught a lesson."

Just then, Beatrice's secretary came in. "Ms. Beatrice, Mr. Gabriel is here to see you again."

Beatrice frowned and looked at me. "Hmph. As you can see, he keeps harassing me."

Then she looked at her secretary. "I'm not going to meet him. In the future, don't even report it to me. Just drive him away." "Got it," the secretary replied and left.

"I didn't expect this guy to be so shameless. He's been coming every day for the past half month," Beatrice said coldly.

"He no longer has the right to speak to you after what he did. What else does he want?" I scoffed. "Are you ready for tomorrow's trial?"

"I'm ready. Byron has been trying to

see me, but will only do so in court tomorrow." Beatrice was

determined. "I won't show mercket

anymore. From the moment I decided to take my mom's last name, I never thought of being soft on him. He deserves to die."

I breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, I hoped to see this side of Beatrice.

We spent the afternoon chatting in her office until Atlas called and told me he was waiting downstairs.

We then left the Keller's Diary building. As the car passed by the gate, I saw Gabriel, who had been waiting there.

He was no longer the imposing figure I had seen just a month ago. Now, he was gaunt.

Beatrice looked indifferent, ignoring his presence. She exuded cold arrogance and was no longer the same as when she was just rescued. Though still frail, an icy

determination emanated from Ther.

I I stared at him closely, feeling disgust for him. He desperately called out Beatrice's name as the car drove away.