Neil was on the line.

Katelyn’s face darkened.

After a brief pause, she picked up the phone.

What more could he want from her? Didn’t he realize that she might track him down and make him pay for what happened in Yata?

Neil’s voice crackled on the phone, sending a chill down her spine. “Katelyn, do you recall the promise you made to me?”

Katelyn smirked with sarcasm.

She still hadn’t dealt with him, yet here he was, coming to her seeking payment.

But what had she really promised Neil?

For a moment, Katelyn struggled to remember.

“Our situation has reached a point of no return. Don’t push me any further, or you’ll face even greater consequences.”

A glint of anger flickered in Neil’s eyes as he glanced at his wheelchair, unable to hide his hatred.

“When we signed the divorce papers, you promised to design a piece of jewelry for me. It’s time to make good on that promise.”

He would deal with Katelyn later, but for now, he needed to extract as much as he could from her.

Fortunately, he had plenty of revenge plans lined up, just waiting for Katelyn to fall into his trap.

“I would have helped you before, but not anymore.” Katelyn’s expression hardened, and her tone shifted sharply as she said, “How dare you call me and make such demands?”

“You promised me. Stop focusing on how much I’ve hurt you. You’ve hurt me as well, and now I have to live the rest of my life in a wheelchair. If we’re keeping score, it’s you who owes me more!” For original chapters go to findnovel.net

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Neil fought to keep his voice steady, shifting from anger to an unexpectedly quiet tone.

It was all Katelyn’s doing.

Choosing the wrong woman had led him to this painful outcome.

If he had known things would turn out this way, he would never have let her off the hook.

“A partnership is off the table. It’s best if you don’t show your face to me again. Otherwise, we’ll settle everything from the very beginning.”

After delivering this cold statement, Katelyn hung up and immediately blocked Neil’s number.

She sank back into the couch, frustration etched on her face.

Katelyn rubbed her temples, unable to shake off her irritation.

The jewelry Neil mentioned had to mean a lot to him; otherwise, he wouldn’t have called her about it.

But just then, Katelyn’s phone rang again. The screen displayed the name “Carol.” She hesitated for a moment before answering.

Carol Wheeler, Neil’s grandmother, spoke warmly, “Katelyn, what have you been up to? Why haven’t you visited me in so long?”

Katelyn kept her expression neutral, clenched her fist, and hesitated before replying.

“I’ve been tied up with work lately,” she offered casually.

Aside from her personal feelings, her marriage to Neil had always been more of a business arrangement.

To make matters worse, after three years of marriage without a child, Neil’s mother had grown even more disapproving of her.

Katelyn had endured snide comments, subtle jabs at various events, and even mockery from her husband’s mother.

During her time with the Wheeler family, only Carol had ever shown her genuine kindness.

Katelyn couldn’t fathom how such a sweet elderly woman could have a grandson like Neil.

Carol sighed gently before speaking again, “I know you young people are busy with work, while I’m just an old woman stuck at home. Katelyn, I’m hosting a birthday party next month. Will you come?”

Katelyn’s expression grew serious, her lips pressed together.

For a moment, she couldn’t tell if Neil’s grandmother was aware of the conflict between her and Neil. Neil and Lise had already publicly shared their upcoming wedding online.

Would it be awkward for Katelyn, as Neil’s ex-wife, to attend his grandmother’s birthday banquet?

As Katelyn hesitated to reply, Carol seemed to sense something was off.

“I’ve heard about what happened between you and Neil. He’s done a lot of foolish things. I’ll make sure he apologizes to you. I still see you as my granddaughter-in-law.”

Katelyn rubbed her forehead and explained, “Carol, our situation is even worse than you think.”

After all, she had shot Neil and left him disabled. If she went to the banquet, Neil’s mother would likely want to tear her apart.

“How about this? I’ll pick out a gift for you myself, but I won’t attend the banquet; I just want to avoid causing any trouble.”

“How can that be? You’re my granddaughter-in-law; you have to come.”

Before Carol could finish speaking, Katelyn suddenly heard a loud bang from the other end of the line.

“Carol!”

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