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    Nobody else might have caught on, but Jaxen knew the truth. Only Katelyn could cut the connection between the remote and the explosives. If she blocked the signal from the remote, the detonation process would bepletely shut down. That exined why the bombs never went off earlier.


    And instead of being rushed to a hospital, Ashlyn had been delivered straight to Vincent’s vi. Jaxen had found out not long ago that Katelyn was Hades. The revtion was recent, but it told him everything he needed to know. So it had to be Katelyn. She was the one who performed Ashlyn’s surgery at the vi.


    He took a quick look over his shoulder to make sure no one trailed behind, then made his way to Vincent’s ce. He had a strong hunch. Still, he wouldn’t feel settled until he saw Katelyn alive with his own eyes.


    An hour passed before they pulled up at Vincent’s vi. Meanwhile, Samuel had taken someone else to the hospital. The person Samuel brought to the hospital had been disguised as Ashlyn. It was the only way to steer clear of unwanted attention.


    Most people still had no idea that Katelyn was Hades, and keeping it that way would only work in her favor. That approach kept the risk of exposure to a minimum.


    At this moment, Katelyn was already inside the vi, waiting. As soon as Ashlyn arrived, she was rushed straight to Katelyn’s study. Ashlyn could barely register what was happening. The heavy blood loss left her disoriented and lightheaded.


    As soon as the study door clicked shut, Ashlyn, still dazed, thought she caught a glimpse of Katelyn. Her body stiffened. She blinked hard and shook her head, hoping to snap herself out of it. But before she could make sense of anything, Katelyn had already approached.


    Katelyn moved quickly, guiding Ashlyn to sit down, then leaned in close and said softly, “Stop shaking your head like that. It’ll only make the dizziness worse. Just sit tight. I’ll take care of the wound.”


    A bullet tearing through the wrist wasn’t something to take lightly. If handled carelessly, it could leavesting damage. Katelyn wasn’t just aiming for a clean recovery. She wanted Ashlyn to heal without losing any movement.


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    As someone who also worked in jewelry design, she knew better than anyone how vital wrist flexibility was in their line of work. When it came to hands-on design work, especially the moreplex techniques, having full wrist movement was essential.


    Without that, even the most wless sketches would stay as nothing more than pretty but impractical concepts.


    Once Ashlyn was settled in the chair, the fog in her mind began to lift. Looking up at Katelyn, she finally epted what she was seeing. Katelyn was alive.


    Tears rushed to Ashlyn’s eyes, and with a trembling voice, she said, “Katelyn, you’re really here.”


    She had mourned for days, believing Katelyn was gone for good. But now, seeing Katelyn alive and right in front of her… nothing could’ve meant more.


    When Katelyn saw the tears streaming down Ashlyn’s face, a sharp ache twisted in her chest. Guilt settled in as she said, “I’m sorry. I couldn’t tell you. I didn’t have a choice.”


    But Ashlyn shook her head slowly. Despite how pale and drained she looked, a soft smile broke through as she whispered, “You’re alive. That’s all that matters.”


    It was just a few words, but they wrapped around Katelyn’s heart like a warm nket.


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