“Mr. Adams, Miss Bailey was involved in a serious car accident with multiple vehicles. It appears to be quite complex.”
Vincent’s grip on his pen tightened. He looked up sharply, his eyebrows knitted in concern.
“Is she okay?”
Samuel responded, “She’s fine, and she assisted many at the scene. She’s at home now, but…” He paused, unsure how to continue.
Vincent placed his pen down, his tone sharp as he said, “Go on.”
“Neil was there too, and it was his car that collided with Miss Bailey’s. Jaxen was also present.”
While it was common for Jaxen to accompany Katelyn, the involvement of Neil in the accident raised concerns.
Vincent commanded sternly, “Look into whether Neil played a role in this incident.”
Samuel responded, “Understood, sir!”
Once Samuel left, Vincent leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing with a cold, gleaming intensity.
If Neil was innocent, that was acceptable. But if his actions were intentional, then the existence of the Wheeler Group might come into question.
After only an hour of rest at home, Katelyn prepared to attend Mr. Hayne’s gala. That brief respite was crucially refreshing. She rose, applied her makeup, styled her hair, and dressed, efficiently completing her preparations in less than forty minutes. Getting ready for such occasions had become routine for her.
An hour later, Katelyn arrived at the event, held at the Shisas International Hotel.
The place was alive with chatter, crowded with leading figures from the jewelry industry and a host of celebrities. In this vibrant gathering, everyone mingled with champagne in hand, engaging with desired acquaintances against a lively backdrop of laughter and conversation.
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Ashlyn stood out in a sapphire velvet halter dress, radiating unmatched elegance. Her long hair, gently curled, flowed gracefully down her back. A sapphire diamond hairpin tucked behind her ear complemented her outfit, catching the light magnificently.
While she engaged in conversation, a voice suddenly called from behind, saying, “Quick, she’s here!”
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