The chaos in my mind made it impossible to focus on anything else. I grabbed my bag and told Carol I was going to ATL Empire. I had to find Atlas and get sanswers.
I needed to know exactly what Atlas was hiding in this tangled web.
However, when I arrived at ATL Empire, he was nowhere to be found. Apparently, he had gone to Rivendell.
I called him right away, but on second thought, I realized this situation would take stto unravel. It wasn't something that could be clarified in a brief phone conversation.
Forget it. I hung up the phone and decided I would ask him when he cback.
I dialed Lauren's number instead to check if she had arrived. I was concerned about her emotions from last night.
After a few rings, she answered. "Why are you calling so early? Are you worried about me?" "What do you think?" I replied.
"Please, Ms. Chloe, I'm already studying!" Lauren teased with a lingering tone, sounding quite cheerful.
Hearing her voice, I couldn't help but smile. It seemed I worried too much. Atlas was right-she was indeed resilient.
I asked, "Where are you now? ATL Empire?" "Yes! Don't you believe me?" She questionedwith a hint of doubt. "Am I that unreliable? Mr. Atlas personally arranged this excellent learning opportunity! I'm basking in your glory!" I chuckled and was about to tell her I was also at ATL Empire. However, on second thought, I refrained. She was busy studying, and I didn't want to disturb her.
"Is Mr. Atlas's injury better?" Trinity asked, "I didn't get to thank him in person." "It's much better. The bullet just grazed his arm, so the injury isn't severe. Don't worry about it," I reassured Trinity.
"For him to rush into the Jitador's organization for me, I know how dangerous that was. I'm well aware of it. There's no need to be humble. He's fearless and meticulous." Trinity glanced at me. "He has real courage." I felt a sudden pang of guilt. I didn't know Atlas had gone directly to the organization's headquarters in Jitador when he returned. It was no wonder he got injured. S I should have known as his fiancee, and my negligence madefeel truly inadequate. The 36 hours he spent there turned out to be quite thrilling.
"Why are you daydreaming? What are you thinking about?" Trinity noticed I wasn't speaking and nudged me. I was startled, snapping back to reality.
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