Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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The man's words surprised me. This wasn't just arrogance he was threatening Noah.

Noah had left the chaotic scene to the cops and was on the phone with Arthur, reporting the events.

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Nelson was still unconscious when he was lifted into the ambulance. He had no intention of waking up here, and no one could rouse him. Before leaving, Jeremiah gavea meaningful look. Schemer! It was getting late, and Noah had to apologize. We had no choice but to stay in Bourdamun for the night and sign the contract the next day. Since we were already here, I had to follow Noah's arrangements. We checked into the Bourdamun Hotel, the city's pride and joy. According to the initial plan, I would've been able to return to Foswood today. But fate had other plans.

After taking care of our accommodation, Noah returned to his office. I could not help but sigh as I watched him hurry away.

Doing a good job was unexpectedly tricky, even for someone in his position. It took grit and a strong sense of composure.

Thinking about Nelson's performance today, I knew his reach was deep. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to barge into our meeting so recklessly.

It demonstrated Nelson's autocratic behavior. He truly had becthe ruler of Bourdamun.

Noah's secretary was sent to my room, and he asked if we needed anything.

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I wanted to ask him a few questions, so I warmly gestured for him to sit.

"Are you Aidan? Are you a Bourdamun local?" He looked at me, growing bashful. "Yes, I'm a local, born and raised!" It seemed he was an old-timer in the company.

"You've been working in the office building all this time?" I motioned for him to sit again. "Take a break! We don't have anything urgent right now. Just stay here for a while." "Thank you, Ms. Chloe! Are you from Foswood? Your accent doesn't sound like it!" "I'm originally from Northum, then moved to Foswood. It's been many years. guess I'm considered a focal now!"+said, noticing him relaxing. "Did you work here before Nelson retired? You must know him well." "I know him fairly well," Aidan answered, looking a bit regretful. "Everyone knows him. He's like the landlord of Bourdamun, so who wouldn't know him?" He chuckled after his somewhat awkward statement. When he realized I was curious about Nelson, he looked athesitantly, as if debating whether or not to tell me. "I was just curious. He's such a resolute speaker." I smiled lightly, trying to ease his concerns.

Only then did he tellthat the tall man was named Martin Terrell.

He was Nelson's eldest son and a prominent figure in Bourdamun. Martin controlled various industries in Bourdamun and ran substantial "businesses." Anyone trying to do something in Bourdamun wouldn't dare to offend Martin. He had several people under his command and was never short of business opportunities.

I understood what the secretary was getting at. What he called business was practically market bullying. It was just that no one dared to confront him directly.

Who would risk offending someone like him? * Privacy

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