Neil was certain he wasn’t mistaken; he had seen a design draft.

There was a complete design on Katelyn’s laptop. In other words, it proved she was indeed his.

How else could she have been so involved with Vincent recently, with such sensitive documents on her laptop?

Upon discovering her laptop was damaged, Katelyn was furious. After retrieving it, she glared at Neil intensely.

“You broke my laptop. You’re going to pay for it!”

She felt incredibly unlucky.

Her laptop contained several important, incomplete designs. Now, she’d have to spend extra time repairing it—all thanks to that fucking bastard, Neil.

She wished he would just focus on Lise and leave her alone.

Neil’s fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

He growled, “Why are you keeping it a secret that you’re Iris? You’ve been lying to me. You’re Iris.”

Katelyn shoved her laptop into her briefcase and rolled her eyes.

“Jesus, this again? Just give me a break. Believe what you want.”

With that, she turned to leave.

Neil hurried in front of her, blocking her path, and stared at her intently.

“You can easily prove you’re not Iris. I’ll accompany you to get the laptop fixed. Let’s see what’s inside.”

Katelyn, overcome with irritation, backed away, clutching her laptop.

She coldly said, “Why should I let you see what’s in my laptop? Fuck off! Or I’ll call the cops.”

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“You’re still married. Even if the cops come, they can’t do much.”

Resolve shone in his eyes.

He was adamant about seeing the contents of Katelyn’s laptop today.

This matter had troubled him for so long, and he was determined to resolve it today.

Katelyn’s gaze was cold as she stood firm, staring down Neil with visible disgust.

“Give it a try!”

She started to question if something was off with Neil. He seemed to be growing increasingly immature in his approach to situations.

Neil, teeth clenched, shot her a look that could kill. Since Katelyn wasn’t cooperating, he reached out to grab the laptop.

“You’ve driven me to this.”

Katelyn’s eyes narrowed, shocked that Neil would actually attempt to snatch her laptop.

Under immense pressure, Neil had abandoned his usual manners. His sole focus was on discovering whether Katelyn was indeed Iris.

Katelyn dodged his hands. Just as she was about to retort, a chilling voice intervened.

The voice was bitingly cold and immediately captured their attention.

Katelyn turned to see Vincent had spoken. Jaxen was beside him, a mischievous grin on his face, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

Katelyn breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Vincent had arrived. She didn’t know how much longer she could tolerate Neil’s pestering.

Vincent walked over, exuding an intimidating presence. Neil found it difficult to maintain his composure under Vincent’s icy stare. Clearly, in terms of demeanor, Neil was outmatched.

The tension was clear.

Vincent shot Neil a murderous look. Though his voice was casual, his words carried a stern warning.

“Isn’t it inappropriate to harass a lady in public? Wouldn’t you agree?”

Neil clenched his fists, trying to contain his anger.

“Finally, you show up.” Neil had not let go of Katelyn because he needed to confirm if she was Iris. Simultaneously, he had anticipated Vincent’s arrival if Katelyn faced trouble.

His prediction only further convinced him of an ongoing affair between them.

Regardless of offending Vincent, Neil needed to address his company’s crisis.

Gritting his teeth, Neil replied, “We are merely business competitors, Mr. Adams. Why resort to underhanded tactics against me? What if I reveal your actions and show the world how despicably you treat your rivals?”

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