?Chapter 516:
An unknown number from Yata appeared on Katelyn’s phone, with no apanying notes. She stared at the message, puzzled, unsure of the sender’s intentions.
Then, another message popped up.
“Leave Yata within three days, or your life will be in danger.”
Was it a warning or a threat?
Cautiously, she called the number back, only to discover it was a disposable SIM card. The sender had clearly hidden their identity, and despite her skills, she couldn’t track them by this method.
A shadow of doubt crossed Katelyn’s face.
Since her arrival in Yata, it seemed as though everything pointed to a hidden agenda, like she was being ensnared by an invisible.
Downstairs, Jaxen sipped his coffee, a smirk ying on his lips as he observed the troubled expression on Vincent’s face.
“Seeing how you are now, I guess we can skip that test I mentioned. Have you figured out your true feelings yet?”
In the absence of love, marriage became just a transaction where both parties bartered for mutual gain.
The Adams family had benefited from their alliance with the nobility, which the other side used to strengthen their own ventures significantly.
Vincent shot Jaxen a cold, warning look. “Silence is sometimes a virtue.”
Laughing softly, Jaxen replied, “I was merely telling the truth. Let’s face it—you need to charm Katelyn first, or chasing her will only get tougher.”<fn1ff0> Original content can be found at find?novel</fn1ff0>
Vincent nced down at his coffee, his favorite Americano, which suddenly seemed unappealing.
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“This engagement needs to end,” he dered.
Jaxen nodded in agreement. “You should also find the right moment to apologize to Katelyn. Honestly, I never thought you could hide this from her for so long. I suspect this will definitely affect your rtionship,” he added.
Vincent’s expression turned even colder.
He remained silent, leaning back, lost in his own thoughts.
Katelyn stayed in her room until the afternoon and then decided to take a walk. As she opened the door, she almost bumped into Vincent, who was about to knock.
Their eyes met, and an awkward tension filled the air. Withposure, Katelyn calmly asked, “Mr. Adams, do you need something?”
Vincent paused, not immediately stating his purpose, and tentatively asked, “May Ie in?”
Katelyn, leaning against the door with a strained smile, replied, “Mr. Adams, considering you’re engaged, it’s wise to avoid misunderstandings with other women. Anything you need to say can be said from here.”
Katelyn had never wanted to get involved in other people’s rtionships, yet somehow, she felt this usation was now unavoidably pinned on her.
Disappointment flickered in Vincent’s eyes.
Their work-rted discussions had indeed led to significant personal interactions—something Katelyn had been indifferent to in the past. However, her current demeanor clearlymunicated her stance.
Vincent hesitated but then insisted, “Please, let me exin. Just hear me out.”
Katelyn kept her mocking smile, responding coolly, her eyes betraying a trace of sorrow. “If this rtes to your engagement, further details are unnecessary. If it’s unrted to work, Mr. Adams, I’d prefer you leave. I need some rest.”
As Katelyn moved to close the door, Vincent quickly stopped it, holding it open and looking intently at her. “Please listen. I can settle everything within a week.” This was the quickest solution he could offer.
Theplex ties between their families were intricate. Even severing the engagement required sorting out business affairs first.
Katelyn responded without emotion, “What does any of this have to do with me? I am merely an employee here.”
Vincent silently clenched his fists, feeling a sense of impending loss as he watched her. “You know I’ve never viewed you solely as an employee,” he said. “So, what am I to you then?”
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