The next day…

Katelyn arrived at the Housing Bureau on time, as she had agreed with Neil. Removing her sunglasses, she stated bluntly, “Let’s get this over with.”

Neil nodded in agreement.

The entire process, from filling out paperwork to finalization, lasted three hours and went smoothly without any issues.

Holding the stack of property deeds, Katelyn felt slightly perplexed. Neil then turned to her and said, “Katelyn, there’s something I need to ask you.”

Katelyn’s face cooled, her eyes narrowing as she confronted him.

“So, you’ve just signed over the property to me, and we already have issues?”

She had assumed Neil would wait to make any further moves until all assets were securely hers. Currently, it was merely a handful of villas, which held little value to her.

Neil shook his head, clarifying, “No, you’ve got it wrong. I just wanted to make sure you’ll look after my Grandma.” A tearful glint appeared in his eyes, portraying him as the epitome of a devoted grandson.

Katelyn, however, remained skeptical of his sincerity. Disregarding his emotional display, she continued, “When are the remaining assets being transferred?”

Neil, meeting her gaze, suggested, “Could we possibly finalize it today?” Katelyn saw no reason to delay. Still, the process of transferring shares and settling other assets was not something to be completed swiftly. They proceeded to a lawyer’s office to legalize everything. Once the documents were signed, the assets would be officially Katelyn’s.

After finalizing the arrangements, Katelyn left without exchanging another word with Neil. She had always felt that Neil was forcing these responsibilities onto her, wary of any hidden agendas he might have. The whole ordeal left her feeling burdened and devoid of any joy. Once home, she indulged Alfy with a lavish meal and enjoyed a bit of retail therapy, lifting her spirits somewhat. Life carried on without incident for a few days.

Then, while Katelyn was engrossed in drafting some designs one day, her phone rang. She answered without checking who it was.

“Hello?”

Relief tinged Neil’s voice as he said, “Katelyn, the shares are now in your name. Whenever you’re free, you might want to verify that.” Katelyn paused, taken aback. Frankly, she was astounded. She had braced herself for some deceit from Neil during this period, yet he had remained unexpectedly passive. This only deepened her suspicion of his true motives.

She responded simply, “Alright, I understand.”

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As she was about to end the call, Neil quickly added, “Katelyn, the future of the Wheeler Group rests with you now. You’ll safeguard it for me, won’t you?” His voice carried a somber note, as if he were facing his final moments.

Katelyn frowned as an uneasy sensation welled up inside her. She responded with cold detachment, “Now that it’s mine, what concern is it of yours?” Without waiting for a reply, she abruptly ended the call.

The conversation left her seething with frustration. Katelyn slammed her phone down on the table, inhaled deeply, and attempted to calm her vexed thoughts.

On the other end, Neil’s lips twisted into a smirk, his eyes gleaming ominously.

“This is only the beginning, Katelyn. Are you prepared?” he whispered, casting a glance at his legs. For the first time in a long while, he managed to shift his legs slightly. His gaze hardened.

“Soon, I’ll be free of this wheelchair.”

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