Beyond the Divorce

"Wow, that's a big job! What time can you get here? The handover team is planning to go at noon. Are you coming?" Another voice asked with a loud and coarse tone.

A burst of laughter came from the other side. "It's okay, you're almost done. You guys go straight after the shift change, I'll be an hour behind."

"Let me estimate the time. Isn't it just to the airport and back?" asked the voice on this end.

"Yes, directly to the airport and then back. I just passed Greenhill, so about 20 minutes more. You guys get ready, and I'll catch up after I return." "All right, let us know if there are any changes."

"Got it."

The announcements in the group ended. It seemed that the car had indeed left the city and was heading to the airport.

Atlas immediately said to Cane, "Notify the airport to be on high alert. We'll head there right away."

Vincent immediately told Atlas, "We'll bring our people with you. It'll help with coordinating with the airport people."

"Then please switch to another car," Atlas said.

I understood Atlas's caution.

The person in charge said, "We'll provide a car for you."

Vincent nodded and ordered his assistant, "We're leaving right away. I'll personally lead the team and notify the capital for full cooperation."

Atlas immediately expressed his gratitude. "Thank you very much. Let's leave immediately."

Everyone headed out, and the sky was gradually getting darker.

After getting into the car, we raced toward the airport. At this moment, I was anxious.

I knew exactly where Greenhill was after the taxi driver group's announcement. It was the border between the capital and Bibury. This indicated that their car was already on the way to the airport. We didn't know if we could catch up with them in time.

In case they escaped, I knew how brutal the people in Bermuda were. They were all ruthless criminals involved in extremely dangerous activities. Moreover, this kidnapper was Navi himself.

I couldn't believe Navi had personally infiltrated Zydan to capture my dad. I had no idea how my dad was connected to them.

The revelation was shocking. I had been grappling with these questions all along. How did he know that my dad would have that notebook? What exactly was recorded in that notebook? What could be so

important that he risked such great danger to come here?

It seemed like he spared no expense.

Those associated with them were all involved in illegal activities, but how could my dad be connected to these desperados?

My dad was always an exemplary teacher, focusing on his teaching and research even in his spare time. It wasn't until I left for college that he took on administrative roles in the school and let go of lesson plans and experiments.

Could it be something from before my memory?

My mind was filled with chaotic thoughts, and I couldn't unravel this mystery no matter how hard I tried.

The night was getting darker, and the streetlights were already on. Sensing my unease, Atlas embraced me. "Don't worry too much. Nothing will happen. Your dad is valuable to him. He is absolutely safe for now!" "What exactly is in that notebook?" I asked Atlas anxiously.

After contemplating, Atlas looked down at me and whispered, "A formula."

My heart sank when I heard that. Formula?

I felt uneasy. What kind of person was my dad?

Atlas glanced at me, then spoke earnestly, "I've investigated your dad before because of your situation. However, I couldn't be too certain because he hasn't been involved in this field for years.

"Moreover, the clues have been sporadic and incomplete. But one thing is for sure, you two are not originally from Bibury. You probably aren't even a Hartz."

I looked at Atlas, and there was an indescribable feeling in my heart.

"Interesting! It seems like this has a direct connection to why I ended up in Bibury. Maybe it can uncover the secrets of my past!" I said with a forced casual tone.

But I was sure Atlas knew more than he led on. As he said, he must have checked on my dad when he found me.

"Don't get your hopes up too high. Let things unfold naturally." Atlas held me tighter.

I understood why Atlas said this. He was afraid I would become too anxious.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

The car was speeding, and everyone

knew that the later it got in the evening, the harder it would be to track. Moreover, if they managed to get through security and board the plane, it would be even more challenging.

Since Navi dared to go to the airport, he must be confident.

Our situation was not optimistic at this moment!