Chapter 320:


    Amidst the chaos, only Katelyn and Vincent remained calm.


    Katelyn stepped forward, fixing her gaze on the old woman. Unfortunately, the human skin mask concealed the woman’s true facepletely.


    “What are you really after?” Katelyn hissed.


    The old woman scoffed. “Katelyn, one day I will kill you,” she said, sending a lethal re toward Vincent. “And you too!”


    Given the old woman’s rming demeanor earlier, her threat was unsettling. Katelyn’s eyes narrowed. Suddenly, she grasped the urgency of the situation and yelled, “Move now! She’s about to escape!”


    Vincent quickly drew his gun, but it was already toote.


    The old woman threw two grenade-like objects at their feet. They exploded instantly. Thick white smoke billowed out quickly, obscuring their vision and filling the air with a sharp, stinging odor that burned their eyes.


    Vincent recognized the devices as smoke and tear gas grenades.


    It was clear she had anticipated the possibility of being exposed and had nned her escape route.


    Katelyn gasped for air, coughing as the smoke enveloped her. She pressed her hand to her nose, trying to navigate through the dense fog, tears streaming down her face.


    Suddenly, a firm hand grabbed hers.


    Though her vision was blurred, Katelyn knew it was Vincent’s hand. He had covered his mouth and nose, his voice raspy from the gas.<fna0fd> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on FindN0vel</fna0fd>


    “Let’s go.”


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    They were near the center of the stage, engulfed in smoke, supporting each other as they made their way down.


    Tears continued to stream down Katelyn’s face, while Vincent seemed to handle it slightly better.


    By now, everyone else had fled, leaving them alone.


    Katelyn rubbed her chest, finally easing the burning sensation. A flicker of regret crossed her face.


    “She was really cunning. She even had an escape n in ce.”


    Her hands clenched into fists.


    Although she had been unable to remove the woman’s mask, Katelyn clearly remembered those eyes. Next time, she would recognize her by that distinct gaze.


    “They were prepared and caught us off guard,” Vincent said, his eyes lingering on the smoke still hanging over the stage. His voice was cold, deep, and full of thought.


    The woman’s boldness and ruthlessness matched the traits typically associated with the T Organization. Yet, Vincent was puzzled as to who would invest so heavily in such an organization to target Katelyn.


    If their intention was to take her life, the moment on stage had been the perfect opportunity. The woman had killed Marlon effortlessly. So why hadn’t she killed Katelyn too? Or perhaps she believed merely killing Katelyn would be too merciful. Did they intend to torture her first?


    The thought ignited a fierce determination in Vincent. If anyone dared harm Katelyn, he would stop at nothing to seek retribution.


    It took half an hour for the smoke to clearpletely.


    Katelyn moved toward Marlon’s body.


    His eyes were fixed on the ceiling, and a pool of blood had formed beneath him. Katelyn examined the dart embedded in his neck, admiring the precision of the strike. “A lethal hit,” she whispered, noticing a barely visible “T” engraved on the ck dart.


    “Vincent,e take a look,” she called urgently.


    Vincent studied the small mark, his expression darkening. “It’s them. But we still don’t know their motive.”


    “I’m not sure either. My only enemies are Lise, the Bailey family, and possibly Neil,” Katelyn responded. Their conflicts had never reached the point where professional assassins were hired to kill her.


    Then, Katelyn found yet another clue.


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