FreeNovelChapter 302 Making the First Move A wave of relief washed overwith Celine’s departure from Foswood. Maybe things would becmore manageable for us to investigate. From a particular perspective, this was good news.
| asked Grayson to monitor the situation at ATL Empire. Celine leaving would have set things in motion. Even though Atlas was injured, the company had to keep going.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThen it struck me—Atlas’s home, the grand estate on the hills. It had been his private haven. | wondered if he might be there.
After finishing my work at the company, | hopped in my car and headed for the estate.
The season was just right, with lush scenery to the south. This area was still considered on hold, and | noticed construction activity over at the scenic area. It indicated ATL Empire was developing it.
| turned onto the private road leading to the estate, and my heart began to race. | had a strong feeling that my hunch was correct. In my eagerness, | hit the gas.
| could drive right into the estate on previous visits, but this time, | was stopped at the gate. Even after several honks, the gate would not open. | got out of the car and approached the guard at the gatehouse.
“I'm here to see Mr. Atlas.” “I'm sorry, miss! Mr. Atlas isn’t here,” he replied.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe guards here were specially trained.
It was impossible to glean any information from their expressions, but | couldn’t leave without trying. “Can | go in for a moment? I'm his friend, and | was here last New Year.” “Sorry, miss, | can't let you in if Mr. Atlas is not around. He has given explicit instructions that no one is to enter in his absence. | apologize, miss. Please cagain when Mr. Atlas is back.” “Please, | just need to find someone to pass the message to Mr. Atlas,” | persisted.
“I'm sorry, but you can't stay here even if you're a friend. Mr. Atlas is not around, and no one can reach him. Please don’t make things difficult for us.” The guard's tone was conclusive, and | stared at the estate helplessly. It was right there, but it also felt so far away.
| was sure he was here.
The guard politely signaled forto leave. A wave of heartache washed over me. Perhaps | would never walk in here openly, let alone dream of being its mistress.
For now, all | wanted to know was that he was safe. | spoke softly, “I'm sorry for the intrusion.” Even as | turned to leave, i could not shake the feeling that he was very near. | looked around the area. did not see any other cars. The once-busy private parking lot was empty.
Reluctant to get in my car, | looked at the estate. | drove away from the gates with gritted teeth, feeling like someone was watching me.
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