Beyond the Divorce

Every Second Counts

I saw something flash in Stella’s eyes, which confirmed they were related to what happened to Kennedy.

Just then, I noticed Nick giving me a signal. I excused myself to greet him and approached with a smile. After a few pleasantries, Nick quietly informed me, “The car is waiting outside. I can only stall them for forty minutes. You must leave Pleca Park within that time.”

I nodded and observed Stella before turning to head outside. However, Atticus and another man walked

toward me with clear intentions to greet me.

I cursed my luck while he waved to me from a distance. I smiled and approached before saying, “Mr.

Atticus, did you just arrive?”

“Ms. Chloe, let me introduce you to my friend. This is Bryan Cohen, the CEO of Alliance Corporation.”

Atticus,then smiled at his friend, “Bryan, this is Ms. Chloe Hartz, the owner of Tanum Corporation.

Bryan extended his hand to me, and I politely shook it. He looked like a dashing young man, about the

same age as Atticus. However, the former appeared more mature. T

Atticus was astute with deep and mysterious eyes. On the other hand, Bryan had an air of maturity and

trustworthiness.

Atticus went straight to the point, “Mr. Bryan currently has a big project on hand. I thought I’d connect your two, and you can discuss the details with him directly later.”

I appreciated his straightforwardness. He was indeed a decisive and efficient businessman.

“Thank you, Mr. Atticus.” I smiled genuinely.

However, my heart raced because those forty minutes were precious to me. Also, I would use some of it

to get to Pleca Park from here. I grew increasingly anxious just thinking about it.

“Mr. Bryan, thank you for the opportunity. I won’t disappoint you,” I expressed my gratitude and passion

toward the project.

No problem. We can set up a meeting and discuss the details soon.” Bryan’s words gave me a glimmer

of hope.

“If it’s convenient for you, Mr. Bryan, can we meet tomorrow?” I asked. Although anxious to leave, I

couldn’t afford to let go of a potential project. I didn’t hesitate to hand him my business card, saying. “You

can choose the time. I’ll be waiting for your call.

Surprisingly, the two men exchanged a smile when I said that Atticus turned to Bryan and said, “What do

Foswood’s construction industry.”

I blushed, modestly smiling as I said, “Oh, no! I just didn’t want to waste anyone’s precious time.”

The three of us laughed, but my palms were sweating. I knew my precious forty minutes would be wasted if the conversation continued. I had many excuses on how to leave, but since the two men were in high spirits, I knew our conversation wouldn’t end soon.

At that moment, my lips twitched due to my forced smiles. Helpless, I glanced toward Nick, who observed the situation. He took a wine glass from a nearby tray and approached me.

I was relieved and discreetly thanked my lucky stars. Today, I saw Nick as my benefactor, even though I had just complained about him a few days ago.

“Mr. Atticus, did you just arrive?” Nick smiled at Atticus, then turned and added, “Mr. Bryan, it’s been a

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Immediately after, I told Atticus and Bryan, “I’ll excuse myself for a moment.”

Setting down my wine glass, I took out my phone and pretended to make a call. Then, I walked toward the exit, knowing I had to use every second efficiently.

People greeted me along the way, but I showed them I was in a hurry. I simply nodded and smiled before returning to my phone. I was thrilled as soon as I stepped out of the gate. I couldn’t help but pick up the

pace.

As I was about to reach the elevator, I heard a familiar voice from behind, “Chloe…”