?Chapter 31:
Vincent always kept his public and private lives separate, detesting any public discourse about his personal matters. She had heard that some people had spread rumors online, attempting to get closer to Vincent.
They were said to have ended up miserably, with some even rumored to be silenced permanently. To this day, unresolved rumors hinted at Vincent’s involvement.
Katelyn’s grip on her phone tightened as she worried Vincent might think she was behind the trending photo and react harshly. Feeling a chill, she quickly exined to Vincent, “Mr. Adams, someone took our photo and posted it online. Now it’s trending. I don’t know who did it, but I promise it wasn’t me.”
Looking at Vincent, Katelyn was frightened he might not believe her.
Vincent, noticing her anxious demeanor, slightly frowned and asked, “Am I that intimidating to you?”
In that moment, Katelyn looked like a frightened kitten, her anxiety palpable.
Caught off guard, Katelyn hurriedly added, “I just want to rify that I didn’t start this rumor.”
Vincent responded calmly, “I believe you. If it bothers you, I can have the news removed.”
Surprised, Katelyn tentatively asked, “Mr. Adams, doesn’t this bother you?”
Vincent coolly replied, “I don’t concern myself with these matters.”
Katelyn paused, wondering if he truly was indifferent. If Vincent didn’t care, why had there been no rumors about him since that past incident?
Not wanting to dwell too deeply, especially since they were now working together, she stated, “Please have the news removed. I don’t want it damaging your reputation, nor do I want my private life exposed.”
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Netizens were already specting about the woman’s identity in the photo. If left unaddressed, her identity would soon be public knowledge, sparking unwanted discussions.
Vincent considered briefly.
Katelyn, known in the design world as Iris, had always maintained a discreet profile.
Vincent expressed his appreciation and decided, “I’ll handle the situation soon. However, you might consider being less secretive. You’re better suited for the sunlight than hiding in the shadows.”
Katelyn was caught off guard by Vincent’sment about living in the sunlight. Before she could process it, Vincent had already opened the car door, offering to drive her home.
“I can take a taxi back,” Katelyn quickly responded, stepping back. Her car was still parked at Adams Group, where she had left it to join him for dinner. The dinner had already been captured by photographers, and being seen with Vincent again wouldplicate things further.
As she declined, she turned to scan the traffic. “There are plenty of taxis around. I can manage by myself. Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Adams,” she said.
As she spoke, Katelyn turned to leave.
Vincent watched her intently and then calmly stated, “It’s rush hour now. You could end up waiting for a taxi for two hours.”
His observation briefly stilled Katelyn. Rush hour indeed made the city roads congested. “It’s not far to Everspring Garden from here. It’s on my way. I can drop you off,” Vincent offered casually.
After hesitating briefly, Katelyn decided to ept the ride rather than wait.
Unbeknownst to her, as she got into the car, several cameras captured the moment from the shadows. Vincent chose a less crowded route to make the drive smoother. He selected a soothing piano piece to y, and the gentle evening breeze added to the calm.
Katelyn, feeling more at ease, rolled down the window to enjoy the fresh air.
Though they didn’t talk much, the drive felt morefortable than before. Vincent asionally nced at Katelyn, the scent of her gardenia perfume filling the air as the breeze passed through.
They soon arrived at the entrance to Everspring Garden. Just as Katelyn was about to exit the car, her phone began to buzz incessantly with message notifications.
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