Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom
Chapter 783 The Mystery of Foswood

Honestly, I was sweating bullets for Ivanna. If the Huffman family wanted to crush her, all they had to do was lift a finger.

Anson was undoubtedly shrewd. He asked me, "Is she the girl that caught Jared's attention?"

I didn't know how to answer the old man for a moment. However, Rose chimed in, "Anson, this girl is quite suitable for Jared. Even more so than Trinity." Anson's face darkened, his eyes fixed on Ivanna, the emotions within them murky and unclear.

I pondered momentarily, thinking I needed to do something for Ivanna.

"Anson, the matters of the heart can't be forced. Trinity might need someone more suitable for her." I followed his gaze and looked at Ivanna.

Ivanna was chatting with Lauren, occasionally laughing and smiling, seemingly oblivious to the glances from our direction.

Not far away, Jared and Dylan were conversing, but I felt he was perceptive. When I looked over, he had already noticed my gaze.

Anson repeated my words with displeasure, "Suitable? Trinity likes Jared!"

"She and Jared are too similar. There's no attraction and no complementary qualities." I spoke straightforwardly.

Anson remained silent, but his eyes hadn't shifted.

"Perhaps Trinity has been by Jared's side for too long that everything is too comfortable. They are like family, but it's not necessarily love. Maybe she hasn't realized it yet." I didn't give up on my opinion despite Anson's displeasure.

"I'm not trying to advocate for that girl. She's my friend, just like Trinity, but I won't withhold my opinion. I hope they both replace the right person to enjoy true love with. Even if they end up together, they might still part ways." I spoke calmly, "Anson, where is Trinity now?"

After expressing my opinion, I shifted the topic without dwelling on this focal point.

However, I was sure that Anson still took in my words.

He glanced at me. "She's in the Jitador."

I tensed up a bit. "Jitador?"

I felt a bit nervous. "Jitador is dangerous for her. Who is she with?"

"The Huffman family has its own people in Jitador. It's not a big deal. She'll be back soon. Some matters need to be handled in Jitador." His words were profound. "It was more convenient if the Huffman family investigated privately."

"Anson, thank you!" I sincerely said.

He looked at me, his gaze suddenly filled with affection, "Little girl, fate is a mysterious thing."

I smiled gently, deeply moved. "You're right!"

Coincidentally, Atlas walked to my side. Looking at Anson, he greeted, "Anson!"

Atlas calling him by his first name made Anson beam joyfully.

"Atlas! Finding Chlo wasn't easy. In the future, I hope you both have a smooth journey of growing old together. Chlo holds a special place in my heart."

He advised Atlas, "Take good care of her. Once a father, always a father. Since I've had the honor of becoming her adoptive father, I entrust her to you. Take care of her and make her happy."

"Anson, rest assured. Chlo is my everything. We'll walk hand in hand through the rest of our lives." He held my hand, fingers entwined, his gaze affectionate.

At midnight, Pleca Park began a spectacular fireworks display.

It was said that the entire city of Foswood lit up with blessings of "Happy Wedding," "Wishing You Happiness," and "May You Always Be Together." Neon lights across the city changed colors constantly, creating a dreamlike castle that

didn't dim until the new day arrived.

Pleca Park's fireworks continued for three hours, with loud explosions adding to the festive atmosphere.

Moreover, the fireworks were set off

at two locations, one at the

warehouse and the other at Pleca

Park. The area within 3 kilometers of the launch site was completely sealed off. Curious onlookers attempting to approach were met With obstacles.

The continuously changing colors of the fireworks also reflected on Pleca Park, making it as bright as daylight, like a castle in a dream.

Atlas said this was his way to announce his marriage to the woman he loved. He wanted Foswood to remember this day.

However, his approach became a mystery to Foswood. No one knew who exactly got married.