?Chapter 542:


    Katelyn studied the small ck device, its glossy surface catching the bright light overhead.


    “What’s this supposed to do?” she asked, skepticismcing her voice.


    Barry hesitated for a moment before stepping closer toward her. As soon as he did, a red light blinked on, followed by a piercing rm that shattered the silence.


    A spark of excitement lit up Barry’s face. “This is ourtest tracking device,” he said, pride evident in his tone. “It can pick up a person’s phone number, even if they’ve just been using it for a few seconds. You’ll get an exact reading.”


    Unlike typical detectors that only gave a rough estimate based on signal strength, this device was far more advanced. It didn’t just locate signals; it confirmed if someone had been in close range, leaving Katelyn feeling a mix of curiosity and unease.


    Her expression shifted as disbelief took hold. She hadn’t imagined technology could go this far. The idea of them tracking her in a crowded ce was both impressive and unsettling.


    “Enough with the bragging,” Katelyn replied, crossing her arms defiantly. “I’ve never seen anything like this, and I’m not TS. Your device must be broken.”


    “No way! That can’t be right!” Barry shouted, excitement flooding his voice as he held the device tightly. “This gadget is the result of three years of work by the best scientists we have!”


    “It’s picked up a signal from you. If you’re not TS, then you must have been in contact with him. Who is he?” Barry pressed, frustration creeping into his tone. He had noticed the signal from inside the ward and rushed in without thinking.


    Initially, Katelyn hadn’t seemed suspicious. His focus had been on Samuel. Now he realized he hadpletely misread the situation.


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    Katelyn scoffed. “Your device must be broken if it’s picking up random signals.”


    Vincent’s face turned serious, suspicion flickering in his eyes.


    Even though Katelyn tried to stayposed, Vincent saw her fingers twitching as she nervously tugged at her shirt. Her unease was unmistakable, despite her best efforts to remain calm.


    “I swear, this device is spot-on. It hasn’t picked up anything from anyone else. Why is it zeroing in on you if you have nothing to hide?” Barry insisted, urgency tightening his voice.


    Katelyn shrugged, her casual demeanor hiding the tension building inside her.


    “How would I know? Maybe you rigged it to frame me. It’s just a shy gadget with a blinking light, and you’re acting like it’s groundbreaking. What’s to stop you from pointing it at anyone and iming they’re TS?” she retorted, defiancecing her words.<fnc31b> Th?s chapter is updated by Find?Novel</fnc31b>


    Her rxed tone couldn’t mask the anxiety lurking beneath the surface. She had no intention of admitting to being TS based on such flimsy evidence.


    Barry’s smile turned icy. “Let’s cut the games. You’reing back with me, and the king will be the judge himself.”


    As he lunged to grab Katelyn, he was unaware of the eight guns trained on him.


    The sound of safeties clicking off filled the room, signaling that the armed men were ready to fire at any moment.


    Barry clenched his jaw and nced at Vincent. “Mr. Adams, what’s happening here? Are you really going to protect TS?” he demanded, frustration dripping from his words.


    Vincent spoke with a rxed demeanor, but his words carried a weight thatmanded attention. “You’re not taking anyone without my permission.”


    Barry froze for a moment, his anger bubbling beneath the surface. But he chose not to provoke Vincent further. Instead, he shifted to a more conciliatory tone. “Mr. Adams, we genuinely need her expertise. Once this situation is resolved, I assure you she’ll be returned to you unharmed.”


    “She’s not TS. She’s just one of my designers,” Vincent replied, impatience creeping into his voice as he nced at the still-beeping detector in Barry’s hand.


    “Let me take a look at your so-called high-tech device,” he added, his gaze sharp and demanding.


    Barry paused, frustration simmering, but he ultimately handed the device over, his jaw tight with annoyance.


    “Mr. Adams, I’m serious. Everything I said is true. This technology is the pinnacle of our nation’s research. Only we have developed something this sophisticated,” Barry insisted.


    A faint, skeptical smile appeared on Vincent’s lips, hinting at his disbelief.


    The next moment, everyone heard a crisp sound as something snapped!


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