Beyond the Divorce novel Chapter 1294

Arnold came running down the stairs at that very moment, found me in the dining room, and sat down next to me with joy. "I have to go back to Gerby later! I—"

Before he could finish, I noticed Atlas glancing at him. Arnold halted instantly, clearing his throat before saying, "Uh... I need to take care of some paperwork!"

I immediately looked straight at Atlas and watched him smile at me.

"Is there news about Bryon’s case? Is it going to be publicly tried?" I asked Arnold directly. If I guessed correctly, Atlas's trial must have been scheduled.

I was sure that Atlas didn't want me to go. After all, it's a special time for me now.

"Not so soon! But... our project in Gerby, Arkadia Plaza, is about to be completed, and it's going to officially open soon!" Arnold said.

"So soon? Have all the merchants signed up?" I was a little surprised. This speed was too fast.

"They're all established models, so it's not so complicated!" This time, it was Atlas who replied.

I didn't continue to ask further. When I had the chance, I would call Beatrice to avoid being brushed off by these two. I was too lazy to engage in a battle of wits with them.

The most urgent matter was to visit the Huffman family.

It's been a long time since I saw Mr. Anson. I also needed to talk to him about Millard. There had to be an explanation. Then, I would inform Dylan how to handle it.

I casually asked Atlas, "When can Dylan come back?"

"Soon! Do you have anything else to tell me?" Atlas asked me.

“You should take good care of yourself and your pregnancy. You're already thirty, hence you need to be extra careful!" Grandma said lovingly.

"But I promised Dad. If I can't even do this, what kind of daughter am I?" I felt a little ashamed.

"Don't take it lightly. If your health is not good now, it will be difficult to conceive in the future." Grandma's words were weighty, and I didn't dare to argue.

She glanced at me and said again, "You still have a long life ahead of you. It's not overnight. Archie is very happy! He kept praising Atlas for being sensible!"

"He's sensible?" Arnold immediately retorted, "It’s just a matter of time! If he's desperate, I'll try to have a shotgun wedding for him. I will let him hold his grandson first, so he won't say I'm not sensible!"

"Just you?" Atlas snorted disdainfully.