“Don’t dwell on it too much. You did everything you could. Given their operations, there will be another site.”
They wouldn’t go to such extremes for something that was meant to be a one-time event. In the end, these people were all focused on making money.
Katelyn grasped what Vincent was trying to say. At this point, there were no possible alternatives; they had to accept the situation as it was.
Katelyn nodded in agreement. Only then did she notice the tenderness of Vincent’s touch, its meaning somewhat intimate, causing her to tense up slightly.
But just as quickly, Vincent withdrew his hand, making the moment of comfort seem to be just an illusion.
Vincent settled back into his chair, adding, “Hope Zoey can make it.”
The feedback from the live stream images was telling enough. Even the lowest tier of membership involved adult content, and the severity only escalated from there. Accessing further content in the live stream necessitated additional payments.
Katelyn’s brows furrowed deeply. She turned to Vincent and asked a serious question, “Do you think they might be involved in organ trafficking?”
Such activities would mean more individuals could be at risk. Indeed, the potential profits from such operations were staggering.
Vincent, aware of Katelyn’s concerns, solemnly answered, “They do.”
At his words, Katelyn felt a chill. Those capable of such horrors had surely abandoned all traces of humanity. Was the pursuit of wealth so attractive that they considered human lives as mere commodities? It appeared that the T Organization operated not merely as mercenaries; their hidden activities might be far darker.
This realization intensified Katelyn’s resolve to dismantle their operations.
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Vincent, recognizing the heavy emotional toll on her, chose not to delve further into the matter. Discussing it further would only increase her mental strain needlessly. Vincent turned to Katelyn and gently asked, “How did Carol’s surgery go?”
Caught off guard, Katelyn paused. Then, remembering she was at the hospital and must have paid a visit to Carol, she realized Vincent’s inquiry was well-placed. She nodded and responded, “The surgery went exceptionally well. She’ll need just a few days of rest before she’s ready to go home.”
Vincent nodded in understanding. He refrained from pressing further on the subject, instead transitioning to another topic.
“The jewelry competition is coming up soon. Are you ready?”
As the competition drew near, both designers and their respective companies were deep in preparation.
During this period, Katelyn had been especially busy. Vincent, concerned for her well-being, kept a close watch on her.
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