Upon Katelyn’s arrival, Sophia merely glanced up briefly before returning her attention to her book. In a low voice, she asked, “Why have you come?”
Katelyn ignored the question. She retrieved a bottle of wine from the cabinet, filled a glass, and seated herself across from Sophia, sipping silently. Her presence seemed less about surveillance and more about personal relaxation.
Sophia snapped the book shut, glanced at Katelyn, and said, “Go pour me a glass!” She moved in closer to Katelyn.
Katelyn swiftly stepped back, keeping the glass out of reach and refusing to let her lay a finger on it. With a firm tone, she said, “Drinking isn’t an option for you right now. Just deal with it.” Her indifference toward Sophia was apparent; however, Sophia’s survival was crucial for Katelyn’s schemes to unfold.
Sophia slumped back, her voice tinged with frustration. “You’ve become quite the authoritarian, haven’t you?”
Katelyn merely shrugged, offering no reply. She enjoyed a leisurely sip of her wine, relishing the sun’s warmth. The ambiance was indeed pleasant here.
Yet, despite everything… In the very next instant…
Sophia rose to her feet, grasped the wine glass before Katelyn, and took a sip. She savored the taste of the alcohol as it traveled down her throat, her eyes reflecting pleasure.
Katelyn remained in her chair, observing Sophia with a cold grin. “Have you not learned from our last encounter?”
Looking at Katelyn, Sophia paused to think before speaking. “There’s something we need to discuss, Katelyn.”
Her expression grew serious. It was clear she had given this matter considerable thought.
A slight raise of her eyebrow was Katelyn’s only response. She stayed silent, simply waiting for Sophia to proceed. Fetching a new glass, Katelyn filled it with wine, maintaining an untroubled expression.
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Sophia, noticing this, felt her irritation surge and pressed on, her tone laced with impatience. “Aren’t you curious about what I want to discuss?”
Sophia was always infuriated by Katelyn’s demeanor. Katelyn’s cold yet commanding presence was precisely what annoyed Sophia the most.
However, Katelyn just glanced at Sophia nonchalantly and replied, “Go ahead and speak. I’m all ears. Or choose not to; it’s your decision.”
Sophia was at a loss for words. Frustration engulfed her as if something was stuck in her throat.
Taking a deep breath, Sophia managed to regain her composure and resumed. “You’ve probably heard about the T Organization.”
Katelyn said nothing, still waiting for Sophia to elaborate.
Sophia added, “They are developing a new drug that supposedly grants immortality.”
“Wait a moment…” Katelyn cut Sophia off sharply. She gave Sophia a look of disbelief. “Immortality? Are you serious about believing in such a concept?”
From the past to now, how could such a legendary elixir possibly exist? The T Organization, known for its harsh methods and shady dealings, was allegedly pursuing a drug for immortality. That seemed farfetched.
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