Someone in the crowd chuckled and mocked, "You don't even know who owns Sautoir Fine Jewelry. Who in the world did she collaborate with?"This statement stirred the crowd, leading to a chorus of hisses."Even if you're boasting, do some research in advance. You've shown your ignorance and got embarrassed, right? How can the Chandler family be so shameless?”I recognized the voice—it was Arnold.Sure enough, he strolled out of the crowd with his hands in his pockets, staring straight at Hazelyn. "Where did you get your confidence from?”Atlas calmly added, "Ignorance is forgivable. I'll make sure she deeply understands what being poor and shabby truly means."Afterward, Atlas embraced me and turned to Nick, saying, "Is Mr. Nathan here? Let's talk business."The high-level executives nodded and bowed, "Mr. Nathan has been waiting for you, Mr. Atlas. This way, please."As our group was about to leave, Arnold said, "Ms. Hazelyn, here's a piece of advice for you. Be careful with you
Nathan didn't beat around the bush after everyone was seated. He expressed his hopes for Atlas in this region and the general direction they wanted to collaborate on.Atlas listened without offering too many opinions. Dylan was replaced by Cane, who listened attentively.Atlas only mentioned that these projects needed a comprehensive assessment and that any investment must yield returns.Nathan seemed aware of my identity, smiling as he looked at me, asking for my impression of this place.As I was thinking about how to respond, Atlas gave me an affectionate smile and said, "My wife is mainly involved in a project with Jaxford Doors. Perhaps you’ve heard about it, Mr. Nathan. “The construction project in Bourdamun is under her management, and she has decided to use the high-end doors from Gerby's Jaxford Doors as the flagship doors for the new area.”The mayor of Gerby immediately became enthusiastic. "Indeed, we have several large enterprises in Gerby doing very well. Jaxford D
Back at the hotel, I was too tired to move. Atlas bent down, gave me a quick look, then gently removed my shoes.I rolled onto the bed with a grumble, and Atlas softly suggested, "Go take a shower before you sleep, okay?""I don't want to," I replied with my eyes closed.Ignoring my protests, he lifted me up, undressed me, and carried me into the bathroom. I had no strength to resist, so I quickly showered then hurried back to bed.After finishing his own shower, Atlas came out with a hairdryer to dry my hair. Looking at him, I asked, "Can't we get Beatrice out first? I don't want her to suffer in there anymore.""Don't get impatient. We need to plan this carefully. If we act hastily, it might lead to a chain reaction. We can't let them figure out what’s going on. They won't stay calm for long. What happened today will put Byron on alert. I've arranged for someone to monitor him secretly and prevent him from doing anything desperate."Atlas comforted me while blow-drying my hair.
Eleanor and I followed the health department's vehicle straight to the mental hospital.During the journey, I learned that this was in fact the day for a comprehensive inspection by the health department. I was surprised that so many people had been mobilized for my idea. If it weren't for Atlas, this wouldn't have been possible.What surprised me even more was that Tommy McGrath was leading the team. He was the one who had posed as another bodyguard to come with us to the mental hospital yesterday. It seemed he was Sean's assistant for this case.When we arrived at the hospital, I felt a sense of familiarity since I had been here before. Before we left the car, Eleanor and I tied up our hair and put on surgical masks. I was confident that no one would recognize me in this disguise.As we entered the courtyard, I noticed Hazelyn's Maserati.Quietly, I whispered to Tommy, "This is bad. Looks like Hazelyn is here."Tommy noticed the car too and furrowed his brows. He whispered back
Tommy didn't say a word and walked into the room with an annoyed expression, saying, "Open all the room doors, quick. I still need to go to the next hospital. I can't waste too much time here."When we entered the building, my apprehension grew. I glanced at Tommy, who was commanding, "Speed up, check every room thoroughly, and don't leave any spots unchecked! Hurry up. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can wrap up. We need to go to the next hospital.”Then he directed his subordinates from a distance, "Open the rooms. Every single one. This... that room over there."I signaled to Eleanor, and she quickly pretended to walk toward the inside. "Hurry up."With my white gloves on, I felt around every corner. The assistant doctor immediately ordered us to open all the rooms. When it came to the one inside, he stood at the doorway, "I think we can skip this one. The person inside just had an episode, and we haven’t cleaned up yet.”"Open it," Tommy said without hesitation. He walked
I whispered, "Looks like she's been injured. At least get her cleaned up in bed."The male colleague looked at me and asked, "Is she okay?""Based on her condition, she's fine now. She just looks exhausted," I replied. The male colleague lifted her back onto the bed.Two people quickly tidied up the room, and we pretended to check it again before leaving.Outside, everyone seemed relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. We all headed out while talking. My mood was incredibly heavy.Wilbur saw us off to the car, and as we left the compound, I couldn't control my emotions, and a sob escaped me.Eleanor quickly embraced me, asking, "Chloe, are you okay?” I looked at Tommy. "Hazelyn came and physically abused her. She's been beaten beyond recognition, but she's not insane, absolutely not. Tell Sean to speed up what he’s doing.”Tommy nodded seriously and said, "Got it."Back at the hotel, I couldn't contain my emotions. I rushed into Atlas's waiting arms and cried, ignorin
The day I left Foswood, my alleged scandalous photos had suddenly flooded the internet.Ivanna, Lauren, and Carol all knew about my return and called me to tell me what was going on.I looked at Atlas. "You knew about this, didn't you? Why didn't you tell me?""What was the point of telling you? It was within my expectations, and the paparazzo behind this has already been caught." Atlas looked indifferent, continuing, "She can make all the fuss she wants."Scrolling through my phone, I saw the published pictures. They did seem carefully crafted.There were some old photos from a long time ago—pictures of me meeting Atticus in Rivendell, me with Arnold, me and Ardie in Solaris, and me meeting Fred. This indicated that they had been monitoring me for a long time.And the angles of these photos were highly questionable. They looked more intimate than they actually were. But among these photos, one drew my attention...It was a recent picture taken in my office, capturing a very cas
"I will try to overcome my possessiveness and give you the space you deserve. Otherwise, those who fantasize about you won’t see the sun tomorrow," he said with a confident tone."But I won't control your freedom. You're an individual, and you should have your own. That's how you'll be happy. My mission is not only to protect you but also to make you feel happy."That's what makes a good husband. So, I have to overcome this possessiveness. Am I not the best?"My eyes welled up, and I nestled into his embrace. "Of course, from the first time I saw you, I knew you’re the best."He lightly bit my lips and gazed at me. "So seeing these photos is not strange to me, and I know my Stella won’t be interested in anyone else. If she does, it only means one thing—I haven't done my best, and I need to strive harder."I didn't expect Atlas to express such touching words. I felt like I was getting intoxicated with his sweetness.I said solemnly, "Atlas, it's so good to have you by my side. I d