Beyond the Divorce

I'll Take You There



I stood up abruptly.

I would go find Anya. I needed her to guide me into Bermuda. After all, she was familiar with the environment there, and it would be much safer than attempting to navigate it alone.

Besides, we were inconspicuous girls, so we could quietly go there without drawing much attention.

With this in mind, I quickly went to the bottom drawer of the bookshelf, found the remote control for the secret passage that Atlas had told me about, and then left the study. Back in the bedroom, I changed into sportswear, grabbed my car keys, and took the elevator to the underground garage.

Although I had accompanied Atlas through this secret passage to the storage area several times, this was the first time I went alone. I felt a bit nervous, despite knowing it was extremely safe here. But I was still getting goosebumps for some reason.

Forcing myself to focus, I looked ahead, and the voice-activated lights illuminated as needed, casting light behind me.

Suddenly, I thought of another person which was Charlie's dad, Arton. He was currently sunburned and a bit thinner, resembling the men in Bermuda. Moreover, he grew up in a fighting environment from a young age, making him a suitable protector for us.

Thinking of this, I gained a surge of courage and decided to bring Arton with us. The road was easy to navigate, and I didn't need to think much. The car reached the exit of the storage area, and soon, the gate slowly opened.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

I parked the car, and a staff member from the area ran over.

They certainly recognized me. I told him I wanted to see Anya, and he nodded before rushing toward the dormitory building.

I pondered momentarily, then picked up the phone and found Johnson's number. I dialed it since I didn't know Arton's number, and it would be awkward to ask Annika for it.

Johnson answered immediately. "Chloe."

"Johnson, help me contact Arton. I need him for something and want him to accompany me on a mission. Tell him to come to Tanum tomorrow morning. Or give him my number and ask him to call me immediately."

"Sure. I'll call him right away." After saying that, Johnson hung up.

Then, I saw Anya quickly running out of the dormitory excitedly.

"Mrs. Chloe!" She ran up to me, looking up at me with joy.

"How are you?" I asked, looking at her.

Anya, now without the shyness she had when she first arrived, seemed more lively. I felt that her eyes were even sparkling.

When she heard my question, she quickly replied, "I'm very good."

Her cheerfulness got to me, and I smiled, telling her, "I want to ask you to do something."

Afraid she might not understand, I slowed down my speech, "Can you understand what I'm saying?"

She nodded confidently, replying, "Yes. Please go ahead."

It seemed she had made progress quite quickly. She could understand the local language in a little over two months.

I was about to continue explaining

my purpose when my phone rang. 1

ced the screen, and it wasal:

call

from an unfamiliar number. b guessed it was from Arton

I gestured to Anya with the phone, and she nodded. I quickly answered.

Indeed, it was Arton. He sounded a bit excited. "Mrs. Chloe, it's Arton. You're looking for me?"

"Yes. I'm a bit occupied right now. I'll call you back a bit later. Wait for me," I said.

"Alright, I'll wait for your call."

We ended the call, and I turned back to Anya. I slowly explained, "I came to find you because I want you to take me back to your hometown. Can you do that?"

She widened her eyes, looking a bit worried. "My brother..."

Her expression made me understand that she was concerned about her brother. Coming here so late by myself and saying I wanted her to go back to her hometown might make her think her brother was in danger.

I quickly waved. "No, your brother is fine, but want to go there. Atlas has already left to save my father. kwant

to gotoo, but I don't know the way."

This time, she understood me and smiled again before nodding vigorously. "Okay. I can take you there."