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    Annie’s voice was sharp and loud, quickly drawing the attention of everyone nearby. Heads turned as curious onlookers tuned into the escting scene.<fn2ae8> For more chapters visit Find[?]ovel</fn2ae8>


    Katelyn followed Annie’s gaze and was taken aback by what she saw. Was Annie’s plea for help really directed at Vincent and Jaxen? Annie had been using Katelyn of having an affair with Vincent all along, so what was the true nature of their connection? Moreover, Bartley had earlier mentioned that Annie was of royal descent.


    Despite her confusion, Katelyn kept a firm grip on Annie’s wrist. She was not the type to back down from intimidation.


    Jaxen’s expression shifted as he noticed Annie. He leaned toward Vincent and whispered, “She seems familiar. Isn’t that your fiancée’s cousin?”


    Vincent’s face hardened, his lips pressed into a tight line. He had witnessed the confrontation the moment he exited the elevator. Having encountered Annie before, her arrogance was something he wouldn’t forget. It was clear to him that Annie had provoked Katelyn, and this would not end well.


    Vincent nodded slightly, then began walking toward the scene.


    Despite wincing in pain, Annie saw Vincent approaching and a smug look crossed her face. “Just wait. Mr. Adams has seen the trouble you are. Do you really think you can ascend the socialdder and snatch my cousin’s fiancée? Keep dreaming!”


    Katelyn’s face hardened, her eyebrows furrowing.


    Fiancée? Vincent was engaged? How had she not known this? Annie misread the bewilderment in Katelyn’s eyes, thinking her words had struck a nerve. She smirked, growing bolder. “Soon you’ll see how Mr. Adams puts you in your ce. Just watch.”


    As she spoke, she exaggerated her difort, trying to make her pain seem worse than it was.


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    Annie screamed, “My wrist! You’re going to break it! Why this aggression, just because I revealed you’re no match for my cousin?” By the time she finished speaking, Vincent and Jaxen had arrived at the scene.


    Vincent’s gaze moved between Annie and Katelyn, his expression stern. “What’s happening here?” he asked, his tone calm but authoritative.


    Seizing the opportunity, Annie quickly spoke up, “Mr. Adams, please! Make her release me! I only spoke a few words, and she seized my wrist out of nowhere. I can hardly feel my hand now!”


    Katelyn’s expression remained unwavering, her eyes cold as ice. “She started this confrontation,” she said tly.


    “Liar!” Annie retorted sharply. “I was merely stating facts. You’re the one who can’t handle the truth. Trying to seduce someone else’s fiancé—what does that make you?”


    As soon as Annie finished her usation, Katelyn’s grip on Annie’s wrist tightened. Annie’s hand twisted into an awkward angle, and it seemed her wrist might snap at any second.


    A sharp scream escaped Annie’s lips, sweat forming on her forehead. “You bitch! What are you doing? Release me!”


    Katelyn’s gaze was icy. “Apologize to me.”


    In agony, Annie turned pleading eyes toward Vincent and Jaxen. How could they stand by while she suffered this way? Jaxen, watching the drama with a hint of amusement, finally spoke, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “We’ve known Katelyn for a long time, Annie. You should probably apologize if you don’t want a broken wrist.”


    Jaxen was no stranger to women like Annie, whose maniptions were painfully obvious. He quickly saw the true dynamics of the situation.


    Annie clenched her teeth, her voice heavy with resentment. “What I said was the truth. She went after Mr. Adams first. If she dares to do it, why shouldn’t I mention it?”


    “If you prefer a broken wrist, keep talking,” Vincent interjected, his toneced with contempt.


    Annie and her cousin believed they were the center of the universe because of their royal status, expecting deference at every turn. It was utterly revolting.


    Annie’s eyes widened in shock as she looked at Vincent. “You’re not going to help me? I will definitely tell my cousin about this!”


    Her voice escted, nowced with a clear threat. She was astounded by the unfolding events. Why was Vincent taking this woman’s side? Had Katelyn somehow cast a spell on him?


    It seemed that Katelyn hadpletely captured Vincent’s affection. This was a troubling development, and Annie knew she needed to intervene.


    “Don’t forget,” Annie said, her voice tinged with desperation. “Your international business ventures have flourished because of my cousin’s influence. You wouldn’t want to risk those, would you?”


    Katelyn had no interest in any business connections Vincent might have with Annie’s family. Her patience was running thin. All she wanted was to end this ridiculous confrontation.


    “I’m going to ask you one more time,” Katelyn said, her voice firm and resolute. “Are you going to apologize, or…?”


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