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    Vincent and she hadn’t been together for a while. He had been overly passionate this time.


    Katelyn felt as though her entire skeleton might crumble. Slowly, she pushed herself up again, stood beside the bed, and gently moved her joints until the stiffness began to subside.


    After slipping on her shoes, she turned toward the door, ready to leave—but it suddenly swung open.


    Katelyn froze as Vincent walked in. Her eyes immediately took in his unusual attire. “Where did you go? Why are you dressed like that?” He wore ck from head to toe, even sporting a ck hat—an outfit perfectly designed to blend into darkness. Anyone not paying close attention would miss his presence entirely.


    What errand had required Vincent to dress so discreetly?


    Vincent removed his hat and began shedding his clothes as he exined, “I brought someone back. You can see herter.”


    “Huh?” Katelyn’s face creased in confusion.


    Katelyn’s mind raced with possibilities. Who could he possibly have brought back at thiste hour—especially someone she was permitted to see?


    After all, to the world, Katelyn was supposed to be dead. She was supposed to remain hidden, unseen by anyone. This peculiar exception only heightened her curiosity.


    Vincent caught her bewildered expression, and a knowing smirk yed across his lips. He reached for her hand, his fingers wrapping around hers as he guided her forward. “You’ll see,” he promised.


    She frowned at him.


    The journey through the vi was brief—within minutes, Vincent had led Katelyn to a small room tucked away at the rear of the property.


    As her eyes fell upon the figure lying motionless on the bed, shock rippled through her. She whirled toward Vincent, disbelief etched across her features. “So, you went to the pce and brought her here?” she whispered.


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    Though Katelyn had once harbored the same n, urgent matters had diverted her attention. Now, after just one night’s sleep, the person in question had materialized before her. The revtion left Katelyn truly stunned.


    Vincent nced at the motionless figure on the bed and shrugged. “Yes, you kept saying she was important, so I just brought her here for you.” His tone was so nonchnt, as if extracting someone from the pce was nothing moreplicated than a casual social visit.


    But Katelyn understood the tremendous risk and skill such an operation required. She gazed at Vincent with admiration, emotion swelling in her eyes. This man had willingly plunged into danger simply because she had mentioned it—because her thoughts mattered to him.


    “So, what exactly did you do at the pce tonight?” she asked, curiosity suddenly overwhelming her.


    Vincent’s lips curved into a subtle smile. “Nothing much,” he murmured softly. “I just broke into their security system and disabled their entire lightingwork and monitoring system.”


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