Katelyn’s gaze never wavered as she locked eyes with Zoey. Her voice was icy.

“Zoey, using such sneaky tricks only makes me despise you more.”

She shifted her focus to Aimee and ordered, “Aimee, get them out of here!”

The crowd, once entertained by the scene, fell silent, too afraid to speak. After all, Carol was still there. Zoey wasn’t worth the trouble of angering her.

Without hesitation, Aimee replied, “Understood.” She approached Zoey, her lips curling into a sneer.

“Are you leaving on your own, or should I help you out?”

Zoey understood that Aimee’s idea of helping her out wasn’t going to be kind. Anger boiled inside her, but with what was coming next, she forced it down and said with a heavy heart, “I’ll leave by myself.”

Her eyes landed on the medical kit Katelyn had tucked under the sofa. With a sigh, she steered her wheelchair toward the door. She played the victim role to perfection.

The group fell silent, but the judgment about Katelyn had already settled in their minds. However, Katelyn didn’t care one bit.

The door to the lounge shut behind them, and Aimee turned to Katelyn with worry.

“What about your dress? I’ll get you a new one. Stay here.”

Aimee quickly started to walk away, but Katelyn’s voice stopped her.

“Hold on a second.”

Aimee paused, confusion on her face. Carol, too, seemed concerned and offered, “Katelyn, do you want me to ask the hotel staff to bring you a new dress?”

There were no hidden motives behind her actions. In this circle, showing up in a stained dress would only give people something to talk about. She couldn’t help but feel sorry for Katelyn.

Katelyn didn’t seem concerned at all. She simply smiled and said, “It’s nothing, really. Just a small problem.”

Carol and Aimee shared a confused look, their uncertainty growing.

Katelyn then addressed Aimee.

“Aimee, would you mind bringing me some water in a disposable cup?”

Despite her curiosity, Aimee went to get the water. After all, it was a lounge, and such things were easy to find.

It didn’t take long for Aimee to come back. Katelyn took the cup from Aimee, reached into the medical kit, and dropped a vitamin C tablet into the water. The tablet dissolved quickly, leaving no trace behind. Katelyn soaked a cotton swab in the vitamin C solution and gently rubbed it over the iodine stain that Zoey had intentionally left on her dress.

Carol observed, clearly intrigued. As they watched, the brown stain slowly began to disappear, the dress slowly returning to its pristine state.

Aimee blinked, her eyes wide with disbelief.

“It’s gone? How is that even possible?”

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