Beyond the Divorce

The last time we went with those parents to visit the farm, it had been an absolute blast. We had almost torn down the whole place.

Before I could respond to her request, Atlas was already ruffling her little head indulgently. "Don't worry. I'll make sure to invite your classmates to the farm for another round of fun." Ava cheered excitedly then ran off to share the good news with Jenny.

As we left, I saw her rushing into her great-grandma's arms, chattering away about something.

Atlas's phone rang at that moment, and he answered as he walked.

I watched Atlas's face as he took the call. When his expression gradually grew serious, I knew something must have happened.

Even Lauren looked at Atlas, and we exchanged glances.

After he hung up, he said, "Get in the car. We're going to the hospital."

"The hospital?" Puzzled, I grabbed Lauren and followed Atlas to his car.

Once in the car, I asked Atlas what was going on.

He told me, "Things have changed. It seems Liora has suddenly acted against Melanie, but she didn't do it in person. Liora has gone missing."

"What? Missing?" Lauren and I exclaimed simultaneously. It was hard to believe.

"Somebody disguised themselves as her, went to the construction site, and called Melanie away. Our people mistook the imposter for Liora and didn't intervene. There was a car accident later. Melanie was severely injured, and the person disguised as Liora has died. Melanie has been taken to the hospital. We need to go there immediately."

Now I understood what was going on.

Melanie couldn't die right now. She was a key witness.

Many pieces of evidence wouldn't be strong enough if something happened to her.

"How do we know Liora is missing?" Lauren asked anxiously.

"Our people sensed that something was wrong and rushed back to Liora's residence, but they found it empty. Liora was nowhere to be seen," Atlas explained.

"That was a cunning move. She played a trick to divert attention," I murmured. "Liora is making some desperate moves!"

None of us spoke. The car sped through the streets, heading straight to the Klinein Hospital.

Once at the hospital, we went straight to the emergency room.

Cane came over as we entered the corridor. Atlas asked, "How is she? Is there any hope?"

Cane explained the situation to us in detail.

"Cut off all transportation channels immediately. We can't let her

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within 24 hours," Atlas instructed Cane.

"Understood, I've already arranged it."

"Inform the police," Atlas added.

Cane quickly walked away.

Shortly after, several police officers arrived. Atlas briefed them on the situation.

The surgery only ended at ten o'clock. The doctors explained the situation to the police. Melanie had survived, but the outlook was not good. She had two broken ribs a punctured lung, a ruptured spleen, and a mild concussion.

Atlas talked to the leading officer and wanted to take us away, but I insisted on seeing Melanie.

She was wheeled out not long after. She looked like she had been through a lot and had a bandage around her head. She was still unconscious.

I didn't expect to see Melanie like this. She looked nothing like her original self. Her skin was

sallow and emaciated, and she looked like a chain smoker. There was darkness under her eyes, and her hands were dirty. It seemed like she hadn't washed them in a long time.

To be honest, my heart felt heavy when I saw Melanie. I experienced no joy in revenge.

Lauren glanced at me and pulled me

away. Displeased, she said, "Don't show mercy to the devil. She might

seem weak, but her heart is still cruel. Don't forget, her mother is a living example. And don't forget how Grace died."

Lauren's words made any compassion I felt disappear.

Instead of returning to Pleca Park, we went to the warehouse district.