As for Lise being wrongfully accused, Carol felt no pity. Lise had tried to steal the Spring Snow Herb herself and had a long list of wrongdoings. To Carol, this was just karma catching up to Lise.

Katelyn had expected Carol to defend Lise, considering the situation. But it was clear now—Lise had lost everyone’s trust.

Before Katelyn could respond, the door opened with a soft creak. In an instant, Neil rolled into the room.

Katelyn’s face shifted, and she quickly turned to Carol, speaking in a low voice.

“I’ll come by tomorrow. I need to leave now.” She couldn’t stand being near him any longer. Just seeing Neil made her stomach churn.

Carol noticed the tension and didn’t press Katelyn to stay. Instead, she gave a small smile.

“Alright, get some rest at home.”

Katelyn nodded quickly, eager to leave. But as she passed Neil, he grabbed her wrist. She jerked her arm away, her voice cold.

“Let go!”

When she saw him standing there, she kept her mouth shut. After all, Neil was Carol’s grandson.

“Fine, come with me,” Katelyn compromised.

Once Katelyn agreed, Neil released his grip on her wrist.

Carol watched Katelyn leave, a hint of concern in her eyes. She turned to Neil, her voice serious.

“Neil, don’t do anything stupid.”

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Neil paused and met Carol’s gaze, his expression calm.

“Grandma, I know.” With that, he rolled his wheelchair forward and followed Katelyn.

Outside the room, as soon as the door clicked shut behind them, Katelyn stopped in the hallway. There was no way she was stepping into any private room with him. She glanced at Neil, clearly impatient.

“What do you want to say?”

Neil’s frown deepened. He could tell Katelyn wasn’t in the mood for a calm conversation.

Did she really resent being alone with him to that extent? However, what he didn’t understand was that Katelyn didn’t just avoid people she didn’t like—she cut them off entirely, even when it came to the smallest talk.

At that moment, Katelyn’s phone buzzed. As she checked her phone, Neil’s eyes quickly darted to the screen. Once he saw the name displayed on the screen, his expression turned cold.

It was Vincent!

Katelyn looked down at her phone. A text message had just come through.

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