Once Katelyn immersed herself in her work, the world around her seemed to pause. There had been no updates from Zoey, Lise had grown quiet, and Neil too had fallen silent. Austen hadn’t been seen since that day. Only Ashlyn reached out occasionally, proposing they meet up. However, with no time for social outings, Katelyn made excuses, and Ashlyn did not push the issue.
As the jewelry competition approached the following day, Katelyn reviewed her finished pieces and breathed a deep sigh of relief, feeling immensely pleased with her work, much of which was inspired by her recent visit to Yata. For a jewelry designer, the conversion of inspiration into actual creations provided immense satisfaction.
Katelyn stretched her limbs and stepped out onto the balcony to enjoy the sunlight. The warmth and the smell of fresh grass in the air were deeply soothing.
At that moment, Katelyn’s phone rang. She glanced at it resting on the desk inside, turned back, and picked it up. Then, her face transformed instantly.
“What?” She gasped.
Katelyn quickly comforted Carol.
“Don’t worry, I’m on my way.” She changed swiftly and hurried out.
As Katelyn approached the door, Alfy emerged from the kitchen, her cheeks swollen with fruit. She asked, “Where are you headed?”
Katelyn gave Alfy a quick glance.
“You stay home, I need to step out.” She walked out of the house without glancing back.
Alfy was left somewhat confused but didn’t dwell on it. She proceeded to shut the door for Katelyn and returned to enjoy the sunshine on the balcony, engrossed in her games.
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Twenty minutes later, Katelyn’s car pulled up at the Wheeler family residence. She parked quickly and dashed inside. Being familiar with the place, she made her way directly to Neil’s room, not pausing when she saw that the living room was empty.
Once Katelyn entered Neil’s room, Carol turned to her with tears streaming down her face.
“Katelyn, please check on him. What’s going on with him?”
Despite her grievances with Neil, he was her grandson. She certainly didn’t wish any harm upon him.
Katelyn immediately went to the bedside. Neil lay there, his eyes shut tight, his lips a disturbing shade of dark, signaling severe poisoning.
Her expression grew concerned. How had he become poisoned? Deep down, Katelyn wasn’t inclined to help Neil; his fate was of little concern to her. Yet, confronted with Carol’s desperate request, she couldn’t just stand by.
After a quick but detailed check, Katelyn confirmed it was indeed poisoning. She turned to Carol with a serious tone.
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