Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

We had watched Cane burn the notebook at Navi's base, so how did we still have it?

Atlas smirked. "I wouldn't actually burn George's life's work, of course. We burned a replica. We just made it look old."

Oh.

"You still have it? That's great." My dad couldn't contain his excitement. "That's fantastic, but it wouldn't be a loss even if it had been burned. All that data has been deeply ingrained in my mind. Besides, there's a lot of unpleasant stuff in there. We're better off without it." "You're mistaken, George." Atlas countered. "I want to develop an antidote against those toxins. It's a promising venture and an urgent global project."

"Do you have any ideas?" George asked immediately.

"I do. Several top research teams across the world are working on this, but there hasn't been a breakthrough yet. Your data and formulas are already in a leading position. If we succeed, it'll be a project that will benefit humanity and rescue those people. You'll be remembered throughout history." Atlas's brief words carried immense power.

My dad's eyes lit up. "I've wanted to make amends for my mistakes for a long time, but I had no clinical proof."

"Don't worry. If you want to continue working, I can provide all the necessary equipment and facilities, as well as all the assistants you require. We'll make sure to convey your ideas well, of course" Atlas reassured him immediately.

"I don't need any of those honors; I just want to atone for my sins. I want to save the people who have fallen into desperation because of my mistakes." George was deeply regretful.

He wanted to say more, but we had already returned to Pleca Park.

"Let's talk more when we have time. Since you're interested, there's no problem. I'll build a lab for you there." Atlas firmly agreed to my dad's request.

My father was very happy. "Great! I need to recover quickly. Otherwise, I'll fall behind you, George."

The two of them laughed excitedly.

We sent my father back to the side building.

As soon as we returned to the main building's living room, I saw my mom looking extremely anxious.

When she saw us, she immediately relaxed, asking urgently, "Where have you been? I was so worried when I couldn't find you anywhere. You didn't even take your phones with you."

I looked around and noticed my phone was still on the sofa in the living room.

It was late, so we didn't say much to each other and went back to our own rooms. I saw my dad as he walked away, filled with a sense of elation.

Back in our room, Atlas picked me up, asking affectionately, "Are you tired? Hmm?"

I whined, "I'm falling asleep, but I'm a little hungry."

"Take a shower, then. I'll bring you some food. Eat a little to fill your stomach before sleeping." He kissed me and gave me a tender smile. "Do you want me to help you shower?"

My face turned red, and I quickly said, "No need, I'll just take a quick one."

"Okay, be careful," he said, then sent me into the bathroom and handed me a clean set of pajamas before heading downstairs.

There was always some stew at home to prevent me from getting hungry at times.

When he came back, I had finished washing up.

I quickly dried myself off and reached for the clean pajamas Atlas had prepared for me. Suddenly, my feet slipped, and I stumbled.

I grabbed on to the sink next to me

to steady myself with a cry of surprise. I managed to stabilize myself amidst my confusion, but my heart pounded wildly. I didn't know if I was scared or startled, but it was a close call. It was terrifying to think about what could have happened.

Atlas rushed in and hugged me, looking panicked. "What happened? Did you fall?"

My heart was still pounding, and I didn't dare move. I wasn't sure if I was scared or just shaken.

He held me, looking me up and down. "Did you hit anything?"

I shook my head and took several deep breaths, pressing my hand against my waist, trying to move.