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Chapter 370.
<b>Chapter </b><b>370 </b>
Caitlin wasn’t sure exactly when the man left, but when he did, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.
The next morning, as Caitlin entered the dining room, she overheard some servarits reporting to Timothy about the suspicious person who had appeared in the West Gardenst night.
“Did you manage to track down who it was?” Timothy asked..
“No, the person was too fast, we couldn’t catch up with them,” the male servant exined.
“Any other findings? Did the night patrol notice anything unusual?”
“Only the wolfdog in the West Garden kept barking. The night patrol didn’t find anything strange”
“Alright, you may leave.”
Timothy was specting about who might have entered the West Gardenst night when Caitlin walked in, “Good morning, Timothy
Timothy nced up at her, then asked, “Caitlin, did you sleep wellst night?”
“Very well, I slept through the night.”
Caitlin looked well–rested, her makeup neat and her energy vibrant, as though she had slept soundly.
Timothy didn’t press the issue further and instructed for breakfast to be served.
After breakfast, Caitlin followed Timothy as they prepared to head to Yun’s Fragrance & Dye Studio.
Sebastian and James joined them. Despite Sebastian barely sleeping the night before, he looked energetic, as though he had an endless supply of energy. James, aware of what Sebastian had been up to the previous night, warned him not to damage his sister’s reputation again, though he didn’t push it further. He simply wondered if sex was really that exciting.
Other than them, Randall, whom Caitlin had just met, was also joining the group.
Dous had originally nned to go but had to take his wife to the hospital this morning due to her drama the night before. Carmen, still
with the whip marks, insisted on tagging along as well. Her injury wasn’t too severe; after applying some ointment, she was able to endure.
Knowing that Caitlin was visiting Yun’s Fragrance & Dye Studio today, Carmen couldn’t afford to miss the opportunity. The future of the studio had to be in the hands of their branch of the family, not Caitlin’s.
“Caitlin.”
Randall spotted Caitlin and approached with a hint of excitement in his eyes, greeting her first. Caitlin, as always, responded with her usual
calm demeanor.
Sebastian noticed Randall’s gaze lingered on Caitlin, his eyes clearly showing a different kind of interest. Turning <b>to </b>James, he asked curiously, “Who is this guy? I’ve never seen him before.”
“He’s probably Randall, just returned from France.”
“Annoying,” Sebastian’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“Tell me about it,” James added, “he keeps staring at Caitlin, and now he’s getting too close, sniffing around <b>like </b><b>a </b><b>dog</b>. <b>What’s </b><b>his </b>deal<b>?</b><b>” </b>
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<b>Not </b><b>liking </b><b>what </b><b>he </b>saw, James quickly stepped forward, pushing Randall aside <b>to </b>protect his sister<b>, </b>Sebastian followed. positionin <b>firmly </b>next <b>to </b>Caitlin, his cold stare fixed on Randall.
Feeling the pressure from both men’s intimidating res, Randall frowned, confused by the hostility directed his way, I don’t owe you tu anything, right?”
When it was time to get into the car, Caitlin was supposed to ride with Timothy. However, Carmen jumped in ahead, stepping <b>on </b>Cardin’s shoe deliberately, pretending not to notice.
“Caitlin, sorry, I’d like to sit with Grandpa. Can you take the car behind?”
Caitlin smoothly pulled her foot back, noticing the white marks left on her ck shoe.
Instead of causing a scene, she nonchntly pped Carmen’s back. “Sure, Carmen, how’s your injury? Shouldn’t you be resting at <b>home</b><b>! </b>
“Ugh…” Carmen’s face twisted in pain, realizing Caitlin was deliberately poking at her. Still, she had no choice but to <b>smile </b><b>through </b><b>her </b>difort. “I’m fine, no need to rest.”
“Alright, let’s get going!” Caitlin smirked, turning and heading for the car behind.
Carmen, trembling with pain, red at Caitlin’s retreating figure, wishing she could kick her across the room. “Just wait, Caitlin. I’ll <b>make </b><b>you </b>pay for this!”
“Would you mind if I sit with you?” Randall excitedly asked, wanting to ride in the same car as Caitlin.
Before he could finish, Sebastian and James quickly got into the car. Sebastian took the seat beside Caitlin<b>, </b>while James slid <b>into </b><b>the </b><b>front </b>passenger seat, leaving no room for Randall.
With no other option, Randall begrudgingly took the third car, hoping to have a chance to talk to Caitlin along the way, but that <b>didn’t </b>
happen.
On the drive, Caitlin asked Sebastian, “Is everything arranged?”
“Done.”
“Great!”
Caitlin didn’t say much else. Today, she had an important task toplete!
Yun’s Fragrance & Dye Studio was located by thergestke in Departure City, surrounded by green mountains, clear waters, and a blue sky. The picturesque view reflected the studio’s once–thriving grandeur.
As their car made its way along thekeside road, they finally arrived at the studio’s premises.
Everyone got out of the car, and Caitlin looked up at the studio’s gate, which disyed the royal inscription<b>. </b>She <b>couldn’t </b><b>help </b><b>but </b><b>feel </b><b>a </b><b>mix </b>of emotions–once a grand hub, it now seemed to have fallen into decline.
The studio, now protected as a historical site, had be a tourist attraction and a popr spot for <b>photo </b>preserved, but the interiors were off–limits to the public.
building <b>had </b><b>been </b>
Timothy ordered the gates to be opened As they crossed the threshold, Caitlin was struck by the scale <b>of </b><b>the </b><b>ce</b><b>. </b><b>The </b><b>architecture </b><b>was </b>ancient, and the space was vast, though the passage <b>of </b>time had left its mark with heavy weathering.
Inside, Timothy began to exin the structure and the functions of various areas. <b>In </b><b>a </b><b>central </b><b>courtyard</b><b>, </b><b>they </b><b>came </b><b>upon </b>
<b>dyeing </b><b>vats</b>.
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<b>“</b><b>Caitlin</b><b>, </b><b>look</b>. These are the dye vats from before.”
Caitlin approached and, along with everyone else, observed the vats. The remaining dye stains in the <b>vats</b><b>, </b>mixed with rainwater, are cit musty, foul smell.
<b>At </b>this point, Carmen, who was standing behind Caitlin, suddenly had an idea. While everyone else was distracted listening to Timothy exin the history of the studio, she stealthily reached out to Caitlin’s back.