Beyond the Divorce novel Chapter 853

In the afternoon, Grayson entered my office with a disheveled appearance, clearly coming straight to me upon his return.

He walked in and said, "Chloe, I've got the news. Melanie escaped?"

I quickly stood up and motioned for him to sit on the sofa. "Yeah, it directly affects Matthew's case, causing further delays."

Grayson chuckled and remarked, "Well, Matthew is really unlucky. Melanie is like a black hole. It seems her purpose in life is to trap him. What do you need me to do?"

"We need to find evidence that proves Matthew's lack of connection to the project in Muborough. Only then can his case proceed normally," I straightforwardly conveyed Adrian's advice.

"We'll find it then. But this project was originally obtained through Liora’s connections and was designed to trap Matthew. It might not be easy to find the evidence we need. We'll have to put in some effort." Grayson went straight to the point.

"The crucial issue is that recently, Liora has been quite active, buying off all the senior members under Matthew. That's why it's challenging." I expressed my concern.

"No need to worry," Grayson nonchalantly remarked. "I'll consult with Mr. Atlas about this."

"But we need to get the evidence and find the witnesses quickly, or we might have more troubles down the line."

"Rest assured," Grayson said confidently.

I changed the topic. "Let's talk about the situation with Trinity. Any updates? What about Jared?”

I suddenly remembered something and smacked my forehead, "Oh my goodness, how could I forget such a big thing?”

My abrupt action startled Grayson, who looked at me with confusion.

"Sorry. Oh my god! I forgot something important."

He looked at me in astonishment, asking, "What's so serious?"

I quickly stood up, grabbing my bag while telling Grayson, "You should go home now and rest. I'll give you a call later, and we can discuss this further. I must deal with this matter immediately."

From her reaction, I sensed that the test results might have returned positive.

"Did you... test it?" I asked, a bit unsettled.

Ivanna, looking annoyed, replied with a muffled "Mmhmm."

My head spun, and I sat on the sofa, looking at her. "When did you do it? Is it accurate? But we should still go to the hospital to be sure. At least it's more accurate. Come on, let’s go.”

She appeared frustrated and responded, "I said we don't need to go to the hospital for this. I just want to think about it."

I was shocked. “Think about what?”

“I’m not even sure if I want it yet. I don’t want everyone to know about it. It’s embarrassing!”

Ivanna buried her face in her arms, looking helpless and lost.