“We’re going to see a drama.” She thought it would be better to pull Jaxen away from his grief than let him sink deeper into it. The living had to keep moving forward, after all.

Jaxen, now intrigued, gave a silent nod.

“Alright.”

Katelyn spoke gently, her voice almost a whisper.

“Let’s go.” Together, they walked out of the building.

At the same time, Twitter was buzzing with heated discussions about Lise’s plagiarism scandal. The jewelry competition had been filled with chaos, but it also highlighted the authorities’ steadfast commitment to fairness. No matter who was involved or their social standing, any wrongdoing was quickly addressed, earning the authorities a level of public trust they had never seen before.

However, Katelyn couldn’t have cared less about any of this. After sharing lunch with Jaxen, the clock had already struck two in the afternoon. They reached the spot where they were supposed to meet Neil.

Katelyn spotted Neil from afar, sitting in a wheelchair at the entrance of the property office.

When Jaxen saw Neil, a mix of surprise and confusion washed over him. He had no idea what to expect, especially with them being at the Housing Bureau. Jaxen scratched his head, trying to make sense of it.

Neil turned his gaze toward Katelyn, his eyes gentle and kind.

“Katelyn.” But when his eyes shifted to Jaxen, he hesitated for a brief moment. It was a small pause, but Katelyn caught it instantly.

Katelyn fixed her cold gaze on Neil.

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“Let’s get to it. I don’t have all day.”

Neil let out a heavy sigh, his eyes filled with sorrow.

“Do you still hate me, even after all this time?”

Katelyn froze, her steps halting. Before she could reply, Neil spoke again.

“Forget it. I won’t ask for more. Let’s move on.”

Jaxen stood there, even more confused than before. What exactly was happening?

Katelyn stood at the edge of speaking her mind to Neil but decided against it. Staying quiet seemed like the smarter choice, especially if she wanted to maintain her composure.

The three of them walked up to the window at the Housing Bureau. Neil’s assistant spread all the documents out before Katelyn. There were thirty property deeds in total.

Jaxen’s eyes widened in shock as he flipped through the deeds, intrigued by what he saw. Each deed represented a luxury villa worth at least ten million. How much would all thirty of them be worth combined?

“I’m giving all of these properties to you.”

Jaxen immediately coughed, almost choking on his own saliva. His gaze locked onto Neil, a mix of disbelief and confusion on his face. Was Neil really serious? What could possibly be the reason behind this? It might seem like a great deal for Katelyn, but Jaxen couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t quite right.

Jaxen moved closer to Katelyn, his voice low as he whispered, “This seems like a sudden stroke of luck.”

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