Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 1371 Speaking the Truth



This time, I was genuinely surprised. "The Avila family?"

"Yes, the leader of the younger generation of the Avila family," Atlas affirmed.

"How did you know?" I asked. "Is the information reliable?"

"Are you doubting me?" Atlas asked. "Her whereabouts are never beyond Jared's sight."

"No wonder his cooperation with the Huffman family hasn't been affected," I exclaimed belatedly. "It seems Jared is quite strategic to seize such an opportunity."

Then, I asked, "What kind of man is he?"

Atlas glanced at me casually as if it didn't concern him.

"Is he outstanding?" I asked again, and of course, Atlas knew what I meant.

"He's the youngest military leader in Yare. Quite a tough man, I would say," Atlas said succinctly, leaving it at that.

I involuntarily shook my head, and the fleeting image of the burly figure in the elevator flashed in my mind.

"No wonder when Trinity returned, she seemed very familiar with the Avila family and genuinely concerned about my grandma. From her tone, it seemed that the old lady still regarded her highly. I could tell she had changed."

I murmured to myself, "Looks like it's the power of love."

"Are you very concerned about the Avila family?" Atlas grabbed my hand from across the table.

I looked at him, hesitated momentarily, and then spoke, "To be honest, deep down, I have some... resentment toward the Avila family."

This was the first time I had openly discussed my views on the Avila family with Atlas.

"After all, my mother was

abandoned by that family. Although

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my mother made the decision herself and gave up the wealth she should have had, shouldn't the Avila family bear some responsibility when my mom died?"

I just looked at Atlas, and he didn't refute me.

"They disagreed with her choice, so they turned a blind eye to their children? And upon knowing that my mother had passed away, they still maintained an indifferent attitude toward me. This puzzles me."

"Apparently, they tried looking for you, and imposters kept showing up. Perhaps they had their own reasons," Atlas said.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

"But I am Lucille's daughter! When I was at my lowest, they just let me be out there."

I expressed my dissatisfaction, and then, with a scoff, I continued, "Hmph. I don't quite accept their way of doing things. Of course, maybe I don't understand the Avila family at all."

Atlas's hand clasped mine, "This is

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the first time I've heard your true thoughts. However, they weren't completely indifferent because you were already missing. Otherwise, I wouldn't have spent 18 years searching for you."

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"If they had cared about their daughter, how could the subsequent events have happened? Although this wasn't directly their fault, they still had some blame." I looked at Atlas and said, "Honestly, it's a bit heartbreaking."

"Don't be upset, I'm here." he comforted me.

Just then, the waiter came to serve the dishes, and I regained control of my emotions. I didn't know why, but I felt a bit sour thinking that my imposter was still a part of the Avila family.

Even Trinity told me she had shown the old lady my photos. Then why would she still keep an imposter of me by her side?

After the waiter finished serving the dishes and left, Atlas handed me my cutlery. "Let's eat. Don't be angry. I will get it back for you in the future, but we can't let our son go hungry."

I chuckled and took the cutlery from him. "Be careful not to be disappointed if it's not a son we're having here."

"I'll never be disappointed."

"Since when did you become so good at sweet-talking?" I glanced at him sideways, feeling ecstatic inside.

"You're the only one who can make me do this." Atlas smirked at me.