Beyond the Divorce

Soon, Atlas and I arrived at the warehouse area he mentioned. It was more of a concealed complex situated ten miles from Foswood's southern mountains. The place was more extensive and organized than I had imagined. No wonder Atlas referred to it as the storage area.

Although it was late at night, the place was as bright as day and resembled a tiny city. Even a Foswood native wouldn't know about such a massive warehouse. Atlas wasn't exaggerating when he described the place as heavily guarded.

As he got out of the car, he explained, "This is the central hub for all ATL Empire goods. We distribute our products from here to various regions in Torado, making this place of utmost importance."

I understood this place's significance. I looked around and then exclaimed, "It subverts my understanding of warehouses!"

Then, I noticed small private planes and helicopters in the distance under the soft glow of streetlights. I finally realized why there were helicopters during our mission to rescue Ava.

Atlas tightened his grip on my hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you to meet that person first."

I followed him toward one of the warehouses and saw Dylan approaching, not surprised to see us. It seemed he and Atlas had been in contact. Atlas asked with a hint of indifference, "Where is he?" I finally realized I had forgotten our initial purpose of visiting. I had no idea who Atlas wanted me to meet.

Dylan nodded at me. "Ms. Chloe."

Atlas then continued striding toward

a warehouse nestled against the mountain. It looked like a row of warehouses built into the hillside. However, I discovered there was

much more to it when we entered.

I never expected it to be a concealed cave. The deeper we went, the larger and more astonishing the scale became. I was in awe as the night was full of unbelievable sights.

From this perspective, Atlas's power and influence was probably beyond my imagination. We walked for a long while, and the echoing footsteps showed how deep the cave was. Even the air grew cooler. Finally, Atlas stopped at an iron door and signaled something to Dylan. Immediately after, the followers behind Dylan opened the door.

Atlas led me inside and into a spacious room. However, it was empty, without furniture or supplies. Then, I noticed a huddled figure in one corner of the room. When the door closed, the figure abruptly raised his head.

I was shocked v

when I saw him. The terrified look in his eyes frightened me. The man was almost skeletal with a yellowish complexion. His eyes even protruded due to his emaciation. He immediately gazed at me fearfully.

I shivered, and Atlas clenched my hand. Then, he softly comforted me, "Don't be afraid. I'm here."

I instinctively leaned into him, and he embraced me.

Meanwhile, the man trembled after seeing us enter. Even he shivered as he crouched in the corner. However, he seemed to want to shrink further. At that moment, Atlas exuded a cold demeanor.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

I could feel his cold presence that caused the entire room to tense. I couldn't stop looking at the man suspiciously as I asked, "Who is he?"