Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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The car hit the road, and our group formed a small convoy, speeding toward Bourdamun. Along the way, we managed to save a considerable amount of time, and we arrived at the Bourdamun's office just on time.

Noah had already arranged for relevant personnel to wait for us and ushered us into the main conference room.

We were well-prepared for the detailed discussions on the project. People from various aspects of the project were brought together, showing that Ryan's arrangements were meticulous and significantly improved the efficiency of our negotiations.

Everything was proceeding smoothly, and after signing the contract, we could head back. However, everything only went smoothly on the surface.

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In reality, my main concern was still Trinity. Even though I knew she had recovered from the danger, I left too hastily and hadn't had a chance to see her after the crisis.

Moreover, I was very worried about Atlas's injury, especially wanting to know why he had been shot. This was a big deal, and without clarifying it, my heart was always uneasy.

Just as I was secretly pleased, thinking we were about to sign the contract and leave, a little incident occurred.

The predecessor of Noah, who had retired, burst into the meeting room.

This person was quite old and he had cto the meeting room. Taking advantage of his seniority, he directly slammed the table and cursed. He claimed that the construction of the new city in Bourdamun should be handled by people from Bourdamun, as it was the most reasonable choice.

He pointed at Noah, scolding him, "You took office and immediately wanted to show off your authority to me. You're not qualified! You're still a little brat. I've worked in this position for half a lifetime, only then did Bourdamun have its current state.

"You, a random guy who took office, have no regard for your elders. How dare you make decisions on your own without consulting me? I see you don't want to do this job. Do you really think I am useless after retiring?" His words sounded quite domineering, but they lacked reason. After retirement, one should enjoy their later years in peace. However, listening to him, it seemed like he believed Bourdamun belonged solely to him.

I was particularly surprised; in this day and age, there could still be people like him? Initially, Noah was polite, quickly inviting him to take a seat and presenting the current plans with a smiling face.

However, this old man, Nelson Terrell, grew more furious despite Noah's courtesy. He beceven more fierce, and his pace quickened as he walked.

"Bourdamun is my city! What are you? How dare you press down on me? What are you talking about?" He asked, sweeping a folder off the table. The documents scattered like a shower of flowers.

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Noah's face turned pale with anger. Despite this, as Nelson was a senior, Noah couldn't disrespect him. It was evident that Noah cared about his reputation and future, and I was sure he didn't want to leave a bad impression on his predecessor. So, it seemed like he was being very accommodating.

As the situation escalated, not only did Noah feel embarrassed, but those of us sitting there were also mad, each with flushed faces.

Because Nelson's words contained accusations, implying that we were a bunch of bandits coming to scam money from Bourdamun.

Noah repeatedly tried to invite him to a room next door for a private discussion, but Nelson erupted like thunder. I felt sorry for Noah as dealing with such a violent "old patriarch" must be a headache. However, the more the situation unfolded, the more I sensed Nelson's hidden agenda. It seemed like he didn't disagree with l.n Bourdamun developing a new area but wanted to hand this project over to local developers in Bourdamun.

I glanced at Ryan, and he, too, understood Nelson's intentions. He signaled forto make a phone call.

Seeing the situation getting out of hand, I quietly stood up. However, just as I stood up, a white teacup cflying toward me.

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