“Did you hack into the Cloud system and deactivate the bombs?”
Vincent’s question to Katelyn carried a tone of certainty, though it was phrased as a question.
If Vincent hadn’t known the bomb threat was neutralized, he wouldn’t have dared to confront Holderü so boldly. The situation was too dangerous for him to act otherwise.
Jaxen, overhearing the conversation, slapped his thigh and voiced his suspicion, asking, “Hold on, what happened with the bombs? Why didn’t they go off?” Katelyn quickly masked her nervousness and gave her rehearsed explanation.
“Actually, I was the first to detect the bomb threat. Once I realized it was controlled through the Cloud, I immediately called Alfy for help in hacking the system.” Her explanation was flawless.
A sharp glint appeared in Vincent’s eyes.
He believed that when too many coincidences piled up, they stopped being coincidences. The recent string of incidents only fueled his suspicions.
Still, Katelyn’s denial meant he wouldn’t press the issue any further.
It was her choice whether or not to reveal the truth.
Unaware of the deeper implications, Jaxen responded with enthusiasm, “So Alfy was the one who got us out of that mess. She saved everyone’s lives. I owe her a personal thank you.”
His smile reflected his eagerness to use this as an opportunity to get closer to Alfy.
Katelyn looked at Jaxen with a hint of severity.
“Alfy is innocent. I don’t know why you’re so eager to get close to her, but you’d better clean up your act. Drop your playboy ways before making any moves.”
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Jaxen was known for frequently switching girlfriends.
Katelyn wouldn’t have been as concerned if Alfy were more experienced, but Alfy’s innocence made her vulnerable. She simply didn’t want to see her get hurt.
Jaxen, however, brushed off her warning with a casual wave of his hand.
“Don’t worry. I know Alfy is different from the others. I wouldn’t do anything to harm her.”
Katelyn’s expression tightened, her eyes holding an unspoken warning.
Though she maintained a good relationship with Jaxen, Katelyn knew she wouldn’t hesitate to be ruthless if he harmed Alfy.
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“It’s true we owe Alfy a big one this time. We must thank her personally.”
Katelyn responded with a casual nod.
Vincent was still recovering from his injuries and needed medical attention in Yata. Samuel had chosen to stay behind in Granville.
The complications arising from Holden’s actions were numerous and needed immediate and careful resolution. Their flight to Yata lasted ten hours.
By the time the plane landed, Katelyn felt an overwhelming sensation that every bone in her body was aching.
She couldn’t help but stretch her back. “Long flights really take their toll.”
Vincent suggested, “Make sure to rest up. We’re meeting with a new partner tomorrow.”
A new partner?
The purpose of their visit to Yata was to secure resources for international markets, but their discussions with Selina had hit a roadblock, stalling their progress.
“Is there another person like Selina who controls such extensive resources?” Katelyn asked, puzzled.
“The landscape of resource control is always shifting; it never stays in one person’s hands. If Selina can’t see the value in what we offer, then it’s time to consider replacing her,” Vincent explained, his voice firm and cold.
Selina was a shrewd and cunning woman, and dealing with her for so long had tested Vincent’s patience.
If things with this partner fell through, he was prepared to work with someone else.
Katelyn nodded with enthusiasm. “That sounds like a solid strategy, although Selina has been a key player in the international market for years…”
Yata wasn’t Granville, their home base, so implementing this plan might be challenging.
Vincent reassured her, “We can handle this issue with ease. For now, just focus on getting some rest.”
Katelyn gave a compliant nod.
She began massaging her aching neck when her phone suddenly rang.
Glancing at the caller ID, her complexion instantly turned ashen, as though she had been plunged into a cold abyss.
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