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Katelyn habitually prepared for the worst, a trait stemming from her naturally pessimistic nature. She consistently considered the worst possible oues first, always wondering if she could handle it if things went terribly wrong. If she felt she could, she would move forward boldly.
Vincent understood her approach and nodded, his expression somber and reflective.
“We need to first finalize this partnership,” he said.<fn8997> Get full chapters from findnovel</fn8997>
“I’ll give it my all,” Katelyn responded.
The flightsted five hours. As Katelyn gazed at the clouds outside her window, she felt a wave of sleepiness. She had braced herself for another round of troubling dreams, but surprisingly, she slept like a baby—better than on her own plush mattress at home.
Refreshed from the restful sleep during the flight, she felt revitalized upon arrival.
All of Vincent’s travel arrangements, including flights and hotel amodations, had been organized by Samuel. Samuel had reserved the finest hotel in the city, and a team was ready to escort them upon arrival.
Katelyn’s room was on the same floor as Vincent’s, right next door.
Vincent, carrying both their suitcases, looked over at her. “Rest up first. When you wake up,e to my room. I’ve located where Selina will be dining tonight. We’ll meet her there.”
Selina was known for being particrly demanding within the design industry. Vincent had set up two chances for Katelyn to make an impression: tonight and at a g two dayster. If both attempts failed, their project might not even be exhibited, much less be a featured highlight.
Realizing the importance of these meetings, Katelyn responded with resolve, “Understood.”
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Once in her room, the first thing she did was set her suitcase aside andy down to sleep. She slept until the evening. When she awoke, she checked her phone and saw that it was already five o’clock.
Vincent had sent her two texts:
“Are you awake?”
“Get ready.”
“We’re about to leave.”
Katelyn squinted at her phone and responded, “Yes, I’m awake. Just getting up to freshen up.”
After sending the message, she took her toiletries from her suitcase and hurried into the bathroom for a quick shower. Unexpectedly, the water cut off midway through her shower.
Her hair was still covered in shampoo, and she had just applied body wash. Feeling a surge of frustration, she fiddled with the faucet, but after a long time, no water came out. Grinding her teeth, she couldn’t help butin, “Seriously? This is a presidential suite, and it has such a basic problem?”
The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became. However, she knew she needed to rinse off quickly and couldn’t linger on the problem.
After a moment’s thought, she wrapped herself in a towel, threw on a thick robe, and went to knock on Vincent’s door.
Vincent’s voice was calm and cool as he asked, “Who is it?”
Trying to hide her difort, Katelyn answered, “Mr. Adams, may I use your shower?”
Upon recognizing her voice, Vincent opened the door, his expression turning to one of mild shock.
Katelyn stood there, her hair in a messy bun still full of suds. She wore a towel fashioned into a makeshift dress, showcasing her long, smooth legs. Her face flushed with embarrassment, and she was too awkward to meet Vincent’s eyes. After all, who wouldn’t feel embarrassed about admitting they ran out of water mid-shower?
Thankfully, Vincent quickly grasped the situation without needing further exnation. He moved aside, allowing her to enter. “Go ahead and use the shower,” he offered.
Katelyn nodded gratefully. “Thank you, Mr. Adams.” She hurried into the shower, noticing that it seemed Vincent had just used it. The space was still steamy and filled with the fresh scent of cedarwood body wash. Without thinking, she quickly rinsed off the soap.
After drying herself with a spare towel from Vincent’s room, she was about to leave. However, something unexpected happened.
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