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    Katelyn clenched her fists in anger, the sound of her knuckles cracking loudly in the silence. In that moment, she fully realized what a jerk Neil really was.


    The disgust in her eyes cut deeper than any words could have, piercing straight into Neil’s heart.


    He forced a bitter smile, trying to mask his frustration. “So, are you really not going to admit that your attitude towards me now is because you’ve fallen in love with Vincent?”


    Katelyn nodded without hesitation, locking her gaze on him.


    “Yes, I’ve fallen for Vincent. And what of it? Only after finding something real do you realize how vile the trash you’ve been holding onto truly was.”


    Vincent was the treasure; Neil, inparison, was nothing but trash.


    That statement left Neil speechless. Katelyn didn’t bother giving him another look as she turned and walked out.


    Vincent’s expression grew moreplex as he followed her.


    Outside, Katelyn asked a nurse for some disinfectant supplies. When she returned to the car, her gaze fell on the wound on Vincent’s face from the recent fight.


    “Mr. Adams, I apologize. What I said earlier was only to provoke Neil. There wasn’t any other meaning behind it.”


    She knew that the quickest way to unsettle Neil was by reminding him that, no matter what, he could never measure up to Vincent. His immature nature made him easy to manipte.


    Vincent’s eyes darkened slightly, but his voice remained calm as always. “It’s alright.”


    Katelyn nodded and said, “Let me treat your wound.”


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    Vincent gave a slight nod. She carefully picked up a cotton swab with tweezers and began gently dabbing at the cut on his face, her movements precise as though he were something delicate.


    Though the injury wasn’t severe, it would still need a few days to heal properly.


    After Katelyn finished tending to the wound, she let out a quiet sigh.


    “Engaging in a fight with someone like Neil is pointless. Next time, just treat his words like the noise of a barking dog.”


    Vincent’s lips curved into a slight smile as he nced over at Katelyn. “It’s clear how much you despise him now.”


    “Despise? I wish he’d vanish from my life for good,” Katelyn replied, her expression bing even more conflicted.


    Despite her intense dislike, she had already epted a deposit from Neil for their business deal. No matter how she felt, she had to fulfill her end of the agreement. There was no telling what kind of trouble Neil might cause next, and the thought bothered her immensely.


    As they sat together in the backseat, Katelyn absentmindedly tossed the medical supplies back into her bag. She was about to speak when Samuel suddenly mmed on the brakes and swerved sharply to the right.


    The abrupt movement sent her lurching forward, then to the side.


    Luckily, Vincent was seated next to her and reacted quickly. He wrapped his arm around her waist, stopping her head from hitting the car door.


    Katelyn’s heart raced as the unexpected jolt startled her.


    Vincent’s voice broke the silence. “What just happened, Samuel?”


    Samuel replied immediately, sounding apologetic, “A car ran a red light at the intersection ahead. I had to swerve to avoid it.”


    Vincent responded with a steady voice, “Keep your eyes on the road. Make sure it doesn’t happen again.”


    Samuel answered quickly, “Understood, sir.”


    When the car settled back to a normal speed, Katelyn realized how close she was to Vincent. She had nearly fallen against him, and his arm was still around her waist, holding her in ce. The way they were positioned made them appear closer than she feltfortable with.


    Feeling the heat rush to her face, Katelyn pulled away from him. She stammered, “Mr. Adams, I wasn’t trying to… I…”<fn12fb> Th? link to the orig?n of this information r?sts ?n FindN0vel</fn12fb>


    “It’s okay,” Vincent replied with his usual calm tone, his hands sped together. The faint scent of gardenia filled the space between them, a fragrance that always seemed to belong to Katelyn. No designer perfume could ever replicate it.


    Katelyn subtly moved to the farthest edge of her seat, wishing for a wide river to separate them.


    Vincent noticed the gesture. Despite everything they had experienced together, it was clear that she still kept her distance. Katelyn’s expression shifted slightly, as a thought suddenly crossed her mind.


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