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 res
I could see the man trembling and gulping. Deep down, I had a hunch that this person had something to do with me. Otherwise, Atlas wouldn’t have brought me to meet him in the middle of the night.Atlas didn’t answer me but looked at the man and asked, “Clark, do you know who she is?”The man gulped and kneeled before us. He looked pitiful as he pleaded, “Please spare me, sir. I deserve all the punishments you give me.”“I’m asking you a question. Do you know who this is?” Atlas asked sternly.Clark moved backward and looked at me again, stammering, “Y-You’re Ms. Stella.”I tensed when he spoke my name. I stared at him and wondered about his frightened and helpless gaze. I then turned to Atlas, wanting to confirm who Clark was.“Clark is the man who poisoned Hailey. He’s also the one behind the car accident that led to our separation,” every word Atlas spoke shocked me.“What?!” I exclaimed in disbelief.“We later discovered that he switched Rory’s briefcase. It led to the biddi
I suddenly froze in place, my heart pounding. I urgently looked up at Atlas and asked, "Is he alive?"Atlas tightened his grip around my waist, subtly signaling me to remain calm. He turned his gaze toward Clark, silently urging him to continue.Clark, noticing our pause, spoke, "Sir, before I tell you, you must promise to release my son. As long as he's safe, I assure you, I will reveal Rory's current hiding place. I-If it's too late, I can't guarantee...""You have no right to bargain with me," Atlas said, ready to turn away.I was nervous, unable to breathe. What would happen if we were too late? He's alive, but what if…Atlas's hand signaled me again, his expression conveying an air of invincibility."Sir… Let Jarvis go. Sir, please…" Clark became anxious, crawling forward.He stretched out his skinny hands, tugging at Atlas's pants. Atlas glared at him, and Clark froze. "Back then, did you ever think our families would end like this?" Atlas's voice dripped with menace, as
I held my breath and looked at him. His eyes remained fixed on the tablet screen, where the agonizing screams continued.Clark sat dejectedly on the floor, looking at Atlas in shock, finally revealing an address.Atlas glanced at Dylan, who promptly left the room.Clark, seemingly resigned, lacked any spirit. He muttered, "I deserve this. I'm sorry, Mr. Atlas. I'm sorry for betraying Rory's trust."In a moment of desperation, his gaze focused on Atlas. "None of this is under my control. It was one wrong step after another. She only asked me to switch that bag, but I didn't expect her to force me..." His eyes looked helplessly at Atlas. "She coerced me...""If you hadn't been greedy, reaching out for things you shouldn't have, how could the Pierce and White families end up like this? How dare you pretend to be innocent?" Atlas's tone was intimidating."Sir, I was wrong! She caught my mother and threatened me. I dared not refuse... But I didn't expect her to later..." He trailed of
The echoing footsteps reverberated through the tunnel-like corridor, each step pounding on my heart. Anxiously, I replayed the address Clark had mentioned, sensing it wasn't a location within our borders.I couldn't discern whether it was the cave-like environment, the doors we encountered, or perhaps everything we had experienced.There were still many questions I wanted to ask the man we just encountered, but those were now facts of the past. There was no way to change everything.After we emerged, Atlas gave Dylan some instructions. I had lost the excitement I felt coming in.My mind was filled with the news that Rory was still alive. My emotions were in an exhilarated state, bordering on impatience.On the way back, I asked Atlas, "Atlas, do you think the address he provided is real? Can we really find my father?"While saying this, my hands clenched tightly.Atlas reached over, holding my hand. "It's a small town on the border of a small country. The place is quite complica
The news left me utterly flabbergasted. How did he take me away?"Yes, we finally located the only eyewitness, an elderly man gathering herbs on that mountain back then. Fate played its part, taking so many years to trace the one witness who saw the entire tragic incident.""Did he really witness the whole thing?" I found it hard to believe. Atlas and his team must have put in tremendous effort to find the needle in a haystack after so many years."According to the old man, he was descending the mountain at the time, taking a break on a flat terrace. Then, he witnessed the scene on the road below. You should know that, abroad, very few people engage in herb picking."Atlas sounded proud. "Our brothers worked tirelessly, year after year, investigating the incident site. They left no trace unexplored."I nodded, acknowledging the challenging nature of their work."The old man said the situation was dangerous back then. The crashed car was on the verge of tumbling down, then it ex
Atlas glanced at me, nodding with confidence. "Yes, at that time, no one expected how clever Lucille was. She had installed a hidden camera in a statue. She only entrusted this secret to Chelsea, telling her to put it away in case of trouble and to hand it over to a reliable person someday."Tears welled up in my eyes. "It seems she must have sensed the danger approaching."Atlas's expression also became more solemn, and his voice became somber. "Lucille told Chelsea that if something happened to her, Chelsea should take the children to the Cross family."Tears finally rolled down my cheeks, and I quickly sniffed.Atlas tightened his grip on my hand, his handsome face showing signs of pain. "Unexpectedly, everything happened as she anticipated, and the video captured everything. However, Chelsea couldn't successfully take both of us away in time and send us to the Cross family."Out of desperation, she sent a message to the Lively family, but she wasn't fast enough. They had alr
I looked at Atlas's expression with some concern.He frowned and continued, "Later, when we found the elderly witness and investigated Clark in detail, we discovered that Clark left ATL Empire after all these events took place. As you know, ATL Empire was still under Celine’s control at that time.""Are you suggesting that he might have had a fallout with Celine, and no one got what they wanted in the end?" I speculated."We found some strange clues during our investigation. At one point, Celine was actively looking for him and even issued a killing order against him. That was strange. Why would Celine want Clark killed?"Clark must have known something or been involved in something," I replied.Atlas nodded. "There must be some kind of secret here. It’s just like when Ian was killed. Our people followed these clues and discovered that Clark was acting suspiciously. His son, Jarvis, also escaped with him.""It seems there's another factor at play here," I said, sinking into thoug