Katelyn picked up her phone, her eyes lighting up with a smile as she read the news headline.

The moment she had been eagerly anticipating had arrived.

The Guerrero Group held a press conference. Supported by Delmor, a frail Tricia tearfully told the media that Lise had incited all the trouble. She also played their recorded conversation as proof, confirming that it had been Lise’s plan to deliberately disgrace Katelyn all along.

Unable to tolerate such accusations against Lise, Sharon reacted by disrupting the press conference, causing a scene. She then held her own press conference, asserting that Lise was being wrongfully maligned by the Guerrero family, sparking a heated exchange between the two sides.

Katelyn’s lips curved into a smile as she watched the unfolding chaos, clearly enjoying the spectacle. Vincent, observing her smile, seemed to share in her cheerful mood.

“Got plans today? I’d love to try the soup you make again,” he said.

Katelyn set her phone down, nodded with a smile, and responded, “Sure. Anything else you want to eat? I’ll cook for you.”

Vincent’s eyes twinkled as he replied, “Alright. But I have to ask—are you cooking for me as a way to thank me, or just because you’re in a good mood?”

Katelyn picked up her bag and glanced back at him with a smirk. “Both.”

Vincent gave a slight nod, his eyes softening.

“I’ve sent all the design sketches to the R&D department. The launch event for the new product is coming up soon. I hope you’ll be there with me as Iris.”

As a shrewd businessman, Vincent knew the importance of leveraging opportunities.

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Katelyn grasped his intent clearly.

This was the first time Adams Group was venturing into the high-end jewelry market, which had sparked considerable debate, particularly about using Iris as the designer.

The discussion about Iris was very heated in the outside world.

It would be her first public appearance, regardless of the public reception of the Adams Group jewelry line. Because of this strategic move, the Adams Group was poised for significant success in the jewelry industry.

“Think of your presence at the launch event as part of the job, and I’ll pay extra,” Vincent added.

The corners of Katelyn’s mouth curved upward slightly.

After that, she left the hospital, headed to the supermarket to pick up some ingredients, and then returned home to cook the soup for Vincent. With Katelyn’s approval, Vincent texted Samuel.

There had been much anticipation for the Adams Group’s first venture into the jewelry industry, and finally, there was concrete news. Iris would be featured as the lead designer and would grace the launch event. The theme of her designs was also revealed.

This announcement sparked a surge of excitement, overshadowing the ongoing dispute between the Guerrero and Bailey families.

Katelyn decided to prepare chicken soup. She slow-cooked a fresh hen overnight in a crockpot with several nourishing herbs, creating a soup that was both delicious and nutritious.

The next morning, she filled a thermos with the soup, planning to take it to the hospital. She didn’t expect to encounter someone she despised at the entrance of her residential complex.

Due to her instructions to the security guard last time, Neil could no longer drive into the community and had to wait outside the gate for Katelyn.

Katelyn’s frown deepened as she approached. Her eyes clearly displayed her disgust. “Why are you here again?”

Neil’s expression darkened as he eyed the barrier in front of him. His gaze turned grim. “Why am I not allowed in the community now?”

Katelyn’s gaze was cold as she responded sharply, “You don’t live here. Why should the security let you in? What you’re doing is harassment. If you don’t leave, I’ll call the police.”

Neil’s face turned cold and harsh, his anger seething within him. He studied Katelyn’s expression closely. Gone were any signs of love or warmth, replaced only by scorn and disdain.

This change left him feeling unsettled and uncomfortable. It felt as though something he once claimed as his had vanished abruptly.

“Are you the one behind Lise’s current PR nightmare? And tell me, are you really Iris?”

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