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    Neil’s fists tightened gradually as they pressed against the desk.

    The only logical reason for this was that Katelyn and Iris were indeed the same person.

    Atst, he had received the answer he had been waiting for.

    He was eager to see how Katelyn would continue her falsehoods.

    Time flew by, and at six in the evening, Katelynpleted the final design sketch and sent it to Vincent’s inbox.

    She gathered her belongings and stood, her eyes lingering on Vincent, who was still immersed in his paperwork beyond the ss door.

    “Mr. Adams, I have just sent you the most recent design. Let me know if there is anything that needs fixing. That is all, I will head out.”

    While speaking, she nced at her wrist to check the time.

    Vincent’s eyes lit up as he watched her.

    “Do you have nster?”

    He was not trying to make her stay; it was just surprising to see her leave on time for once. She had always been a workaholic.

    Katelyn lifted her hand, massaging her forehead with a weary tone.

    “Aimee invited me to dinner.”

    Vincent gave a brief nod, his gaze shifting elsewhere.

    “Take care on your way.”

    “All right.”

    As Katelyn was about to leave, she paused, nced back at Vincent, and something came to mind.

    “Mr. Adams, just one thing. How soon can I get the divorce proceedings underway?”

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    Vincent replied in a single word.

    She gave a quick wave, signaling “OK” before striding out of the building.

    Aimee chose a restaurant that was about a thirty-minute drive from the Adams Group.

    While stopped at a red light, Katelyn turned on some soft music, asionally tapping her fingers along with the melody.

    ncing at the rearview mirror, she noticed a white car had been tailing her for two blocks already.

    Thest time someone had followed her, she had been robbed of herptop. That thought made her immediately alert.

    Was she being tailed again?

    Katelyn’s eyes narrowed, her expression growing intense. Just then, the light ahead switched to green.

    She had nned to turn right, but instead, she veered left, driving straight down Spring Road toward the outskirts.

    With most people heading home from work, the route to the suburbs was nearly deserted.

    As soon as she rounded the corner, the white car reappeared in her rearview mirror.

    It was clear to Katelyn that she was being followed once more.

    With one hand gripping the wheel and the other on the gearshift, she repeatedly pondered who might be trailing her. In the end, she could only think of Neil and Lise.

    They were the only suspects that came to mind.

    She grew increasingly frustrated, wondering when she could finally rid herself of these persistent followers. Their constant presence was infuriating.

    Katelyn floored the elerator and sped up, far beyond what an ordinary car could match.

    Before long, the white car vanished from view.

    Ahead, she reached an intersection nked by abandoned warehouses on either side. She was deep in the suburbs now.

    Even though the white car was no longer visible in the rearview mirror, Katelyn pressed the elerator and then abruptly braked. She deftly turned the steering wheel to the right, executing a smooth drift and bringing the car to a precise halt behind one of the warehouses. The car was hidden from view in a blind spot on the road.

    After shutting off the engine, Katelyn rolled down the window and peered outside.

    As expected, the white car followed her.

    From this crossroad, there was no way to discern her direction of travel.

    A man emerged from the car in frustration, ncing around.

    To her surprise, it was Neil who had been tailing her. With a dark expression, Neil pulled out his phone and dialed a number.

    “Find out where Katelyn is right now,” he instructed. “And make it quick.”

    Katelyn watched his actions and overheard hismand. With a furrowed brow, she wondered why he was still pursuing her, especially since he was supposed to be with Lise.

    At that moment, Neil suddenly moved forward, scrutinizing the direction boards with careful attention. Granville boasted an advanced transportation system, serving as a key transportation hub. Each direction led to a different city.

    Standing still, lost in thought, Neil suddenly snapped his head around, his gaze growing icy as he surveyed the rows of old warehouses.

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