Just three words, spoken with chilling indifference. This was not the demeanor of a pampered heiress. This was the command of someone shaped by hardship, unshaken by violence.

With the situation now under control, Lois lost all interest in her unfinished coffee. She rose gracefully, turned, and made her way toward the house.

She knew exactly who was behind the attack, yet it didn’t stir a single emotion. These events left her completely unfazed.

That evening, Katelyn sat in her study, scanning a message from Jaxen on her phone. Her eyes narrowed, shadowed by deep contemplation.

“Annie made a move on Lois but failed—Lois is not simple.”

Katelyn was aware of Annie’s capabilities. She was also fully aware of the elite secret guards Annie kept hidden in the shadows. Deploying them against Lois should have been enough. And yet, Annie had failed. That could only mean one thing—Lois was far more than she appeared to be.

Katelyn had sensed something was off about Lois during last night’s palace banquet. But now, it was becoming abundantly clear—this woman was far more than just simple.

Katelyn picked up her phone and typed a response. “Keep watching. I don’t think Lois’s move is just about Annie.”

For a small family to challenge Annie’s at this moment—this wasn’t just personal. It was a direct challenge to the Yata royal family and the noble houses bound to it.

How could such a small family possibly withstand the inevitable retaliation? And yet, Lois was not afraid. She stepped into the fray with confidence, as if she held cards that no one else could see. Something bigger was at play.

Just then, the door to Katelyn’s study swung open.

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Vincent walked in, his expression unreadable. Without preamble, he asked, “You’ve heard about Lois, haven’t you?”

Katelyn nodded. She set her phone down, leaned forward, and rested her chin on her interlaced fingers. She pondered the matter carefully. “I think she is not what she appears to be.”

Vincent crossed the room and sat on the stool beside her. Without a word, he slid a set of documents across the table. “Take a look at this.” Katelyn picked up the papers and skimmed through them. Her fingers tightened around the pages, her shock evident.

Vincent, watching her reaction, continued, “According to my investigation, Lois disappeared for a while. When she returned, she was completely different. Still soft-spoken on the surface, but ruthless beneath it. If any servant disobeyed her, she would have them severely punished.”

To wield such cruelty so effortlessly… It was disturbingly out of character for someone of her privileged background.

Katelyn’s gaze snapped back to the document, her finger tracing a specific entry. “She came back with Bernie?”

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