Lise’s cheerful demeanor quickly shifted as concern flickered in her eyes.
“Neil, what happened to your hand?”
Neil’s face darkened, his sharp gaze cutting through her question.
“That’s none of your concern. Step aside,” he said with icy finality.
Lise’s feet seemed glued to the floor as she processed his curt dismissal. Without sparing her another glance, Neil signaled his assistant to wheel him forward.
Ruby scoffed loudly, her smirk sharp.
“Throwing yourself at a man like that? How desperate can you get? Especially for someone who’s just a cripple.”
Lise’s fists clenched tightly at her sides, her cheeks flushing with humiliation and anger.
Neil’s wheelchair came to a halt before Katelyn. His tone softened, and for a moment, his eyes reflected genuine gratitude.
“I was told you’re the one who saved me. Thank you for stepping in.”
Katelyn’s gaze turned sharp at Neil, a cold edge in her voice.
“It wasn’t me. I hardly did anything to save you. It was Hades who actually saved you.”
She couldn’t shake her confusion. There was no way Neil could have been conscious during the rescue. Not with how powerful neurotoxins were.
Katelyn took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.
A flicker of something crossed Neil’s eyes, but his smile remained calm and composed.
“I’ll thank Hades, of course. But the truth is, you did help me. That’s something I can’t ignore.”
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Katelyn felt a small sense of relief. It seemed like he still didn’t fully understand what had happened.
Aimee, clearly growing impatient, spoke up without hesitation.
“You’ve been saved, so take it as a favor repaid and leave already.”
Was it really that hard for him to see that he wasn’t wanted here? Could he be so out of touch with reality? Why couldn’t he just leave Katelyn alone? He clung to her like an unwelcome shadow, refusing to fade away.
Lise’s gaze never left the scene before her. She watched Neil and Katelyn, who were so close to each other and chatted so casually. Her blood simmered as jealousy took over.
That wretched woman! Even now, when Neil could barely hold himself up, she had the audacity to make advances. Had she never encountered a man before? Was Vincent not enough to keep her occupied?
Fury surged through Lise’s veins. She wanted nothing more than to storm over, yank Katelyn away, and show her just how furious she was.
Ruby let out a quiet laugh, her tone dripping with disdain.
“Katelyn certainly knows how to capture attention.” Such a woman would be a perfect prostitute.
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