?Chapter 337:
Ever since Katelyn uncovered the one thing that mattered most to Selina, her words held a new power. They struck deep, stirring something hidden within Selina.
In a world where fame and fortune ruled, who wouldn’t crave a strong, unwavering ally? No one could resist the pull of a well-connected friend. Power like that had a way of smoothing out life’s rough edges.
Selina’s gaze faltered, her thoughts swimming in uncertainty. Katelyn extended her business card again, its sleek surface glinting under the light. This time, Selina epted it without hesitation.
A soft smile curled on Katelyn’s lips, her eyes warm and knowing.
“When the time feels right to you,” Katelyn said, “just give me a call. And if you want to know more about the Adams Group, I’m always here.”
Selina lowered her eyes to the card, tracing the gold-embossed letters with her gaze, her mind lost in thought.
Katelyn turned and started walking away. She had set the stage for Selina, leaving the next move entirely in her hands. Yet deep down, Katelyn felt confident—eighty percent sure, at least—of what Selina would choose.
As she slipped back into her seat, her eyes met Vincent’s, his calm gaze mirroring her own. He had noticed the slight smile that tugged at her lips. Her mood seemed to spill over to him, softening his tone when he asked, “How did it go?”
“Not bad,” she replied, casually lifting her ss. “I gave her my contact. Now, it’s just a matter of waiting for her reply.” Her eyes shimmered with quiet determination as she took a sip. She knew Selina would dig into her ownwork, double-checking every word Katelyn had said.
If their roles were reversed, Katelyn wouldn’t hesitate to grab the offer.
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Vincent’s eyes lingered on Katelyn, studying her thoughtfully before he let out a soft chuckle. “I think you’re more than just a designer. You’ve got a real knack for business, too.”
Katelyn shook her head, a modest smile crossing her face.
“You’re ttering me, Mr. Adams. My heart’s in designing jewelry.” And she meant it. Katelyn had always felt mostfortable as an employee, focused on her craft.
For her, work ended when the clock did. No worries or stress followed her home.
Even after joining the Adams Group as a full-time designer, Vincent had respected her boundaries, never overwhelming her with tasks beyond office hours.
Vincent stayed quiet, gently lifting his ss to take another sip of his wine.
After finishing their meal, they stepped out of the restaurant and began walking back to the hotel when the night sky suddenly erupted in fireworks.
The dark sky was instantly illuminated with vibrant colors, making it seem as though daylight had returned.
Bright streaks exploded above them, their lights reflecting in Katelyn’s eyes. She gazed up at the towering fireworks, her mouth opening in amazement. “Wow, it’s so beautiful.”
Vincent turned toward her and suggested, “It’s still early. Want to move closer and get a better view?”
Katelyn reached for her phone and nced at the time.
“But it’s already ten o’clock,” she replied.
“We have plenty of time before the banquet starts the day after tomorrow. I haven’t seen fireworks this lovely in a long time. It would be a shame to miss them,” Vincent responded. His soft words seemed to melt away any doubt Katelyn had. She nodded, her smile growing. “You’re right. Who knows when we’ll get another chance to see something this amazing?”
“Then, let’s go!”
Vincent led the way toward the firework show, with Katelyn falling into step beside him.<fndf97> This content belongs to Find~Novel</fndf97>
Though it was almost midnight, the city still hummed with energy. The closer they got to the spot, the thicker the crowd became, everyone drawn to the dazzling light show overhead. The fireworks were beingunched from the riverbank, a safer spot to avoid any idents.
Katelyn and Vincent moved through the busy crowd, surrounded by the hum of conversation and excitement. But as the enormous fireworks lit up the sky, a hush fell over the crowd, everyonepletely captivated by the breathtaking disy.
Katelyn stared up at the sky,pletely absorbed by the spectacle. “They really are stunning,” she whispered, her voice filled with awe.
She was so lost in the fireworks that she didn’t notice Vincent’s steady gaze fixed on her.
While she watched the fireworks, Vincent was watching her.
The showsted nearly an hour, with colors lighting up the night.
But as the final burst faded and the crowd began to thin out, somethingpletely unexpected happened.
A group of armed men suddenly stormed in, sending waves of panic through the onlookers.
They were holding submachine guns, the weapons catching thest shes of light from the fireworks.
With a deafening bang, gunfire rang out into the air.
One of the men shouted, “Nobody move!”
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