Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Noah Kent knew we were here and came to the construction site to meet us in person before we could ask to see him.

Noah was proud as he looked at the emerging New Bourdamun. He had built this single-handedly during his tenure. Anyone would feel proud looking at the new city rising from the ground.

I discussed the matter of Old Bourdamun with him. After thinking momentarily, he suggested that both companies join forces and invite their senior leaders to a project briefing.

I had no objections to this proposal, and Ryan and I agreed.

Noah promised to schedule the meeting and send out invitations to the senior leaders.

I readily agreed. After all, once the negotiations were successful, it would be another achievement for Noah. I would consider it a win as long as we secured the project. That was the result I wanted. As for the process, I was happy to extend this favor to him.

So, we quickly reached an agreement on the plan.

Noah invited us to lunch, but I declined. I felt it was best to keep a low profile because it wouldn't make him look good.

It was best to handle everything officially and discreetly so as not to attract attention and avoid trouble.

After Nelson Terrell's incident in Old Bourdamun, we had to be cautious.

No one knew when trouble would arise unexpectedly. If someone with ulterior motives brought this up later, it would be difficult to explain. Caution was the key to long-term success! Noah understood my intentions and didn't say much. He left after we finished our discussion.

After we toured several locations, I called Fred to set a lunch date. This would allow us to talk business, which was customary, and avoid getting into trouble.

When our car arrived at Fred's place,

I was surprised again. It had just been an empty area last time I was here, but now, there were large, massive factory buildings with

frame constructions growing net

the ground. It was tidy and

out of

no

well-organized, and appeared to be bigger than the factories in Solaris.

Fred thanked me for the wonderful idea and seemed extremely satisfied.

I didn't know if this was a blessing or a curse. Noah's younger brother was challenging to deal with.

Now, I could only pray that Grayson would handle this properly.

As we entered the compound, Noah returned to Fred's factory. It seemed he really could predict things and knew that I would be here. Fred was currently recruiting workers.

Old Bourdamun was relatively

closed, so there were only a few enterprises around. With the construction of the new city, more and more businesses were

emerging, especially since Fred was

to settle in Bourdamun.

among the first batch of ne

Régistrations were coming in a steady stream, which pleased Fred greatly.

After the tour, Noah said goodbye and returned to the office for real this time.

We went to Fred's office, where he explained the situation to us in detail. He said they were currently installing equipment using fully automated production lines this time.

I looked at Grayson, who was silently listening to Fred's explanation. Of course, I couldn't miss out on any details, so I asked about the separation between him and Hugo. After that, Grayson didn't join us for lunch. He said goodbye and left.

I knew his people were here, and he had come to deal with some business.

Fred arranged for us to go to the restaurant together. During the meal, Ryan and I put some pressure on Fred again, fearing there might be some oversight.

We left the restaurant together after

lunch. At the entrance, we saw several people walking in, and one of them made me pause for a moment.

What a small world, I thought to myself. I never thought I'd run into him here again.