Katelyn wondered why Fiona was making such an effort to invite her. What was really going on at that banquet?

Vincent looked curiously at Katelyn and asked, “Who sent that?” Katelyn’s worried look had caught his attention.

“Fiona,” Katelyn answered. “She’s apologizing and inviting me to her banquet tonight. I’m sensing some drama might unfold.”

Vincent gave a knowing smile. “You don’t look worried. Actually, you seem quite thrilled about it.”

Most people would have declined such an invitation right away. But Katelyn, needing to investigate further, was obviously interested, which amused Vincent.

With a light laugh, Katelyn said, “I had no plans of attending. But if they’re that insistent, I guess I should accept their invitation.” She lowered her head and quickly typed a response. “Okay.”

Vincent served more food on Katelyn’s plate and gently said, “Make sure you eat enough now. You might not get the chance later.” It was clear they were eager for her to attend. Obviously, they had some plans to cause a stir once she arrived.

Katelyn nodded, set her phone aside, and concentrated on her food.

Around thirty minutes later, they were finished with their meal. Vincent had arranged for Katelyn’s evening gown to be delivered. After she got ready, he drove her to the banquet himself.

Standing at Fiona’s gate, Katelyn looked at the evening sky and said to Vincent, “Be careful on the road, it’s rush hour right now.” As she finished speaking, Katelyn reached for the car door, preparing to step out.

Vincent quickly grabbed Katelyn’s wrist. “Are you just going to walk out like that?” he asked.

Katelyn paused, confused. “What? Did I forget to say something?”

Vincent gently shook his head. “It’s not about what you didn’t say, it’s about what you didn’t do.”

He then gestured towards his lips. His intention was unmistakable.

Katelyn’s cheeks warmed, but she leaned in and kissed him swiftly.

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However, Vincent wanted more. He gently held Katelyn’s face in his hands, deepening the kiss as his tongue met hers with a careful touch. The small space inside the car soon became filled with a quiet sense of intimacy.

Feeling the moment intensify, Katelyn pressed against Vincent’s chest and said, “Stop it! You’ll mess up my makeup.”

She needed to look her best for the event.

Vincent’s laugh was low and warm. “Okay, go fix it.”

Katelyn opened her compact mirror and saw her lipstick was ruined, all thanks to him. She gave him a stern glare. “This is your fault.”

She hurried to repair her makeup, while Vincent observed her with a soft, amused smile.

Once she was ready, Katelyn turned to Vincent and said, “I’m off now. Bye!”

With that, she stepped out of the car. She moved quickly, as though afraid he might ruin her makeup once more, and it made Vincent laugh.

Just at that moment, Ryanna’s vehicle pulled in behind Vincent’s. While she couldn’t see the tender moment between Katelyn and Vincent, the sight of Katelyn stepping out of Vincent’s car caused a shadow of displeasure to pass over her eyes.

Annie, who accompanied her, scoffed, “Pathetic. She needs a man to chauffeur her to a banquet. How dependent.”

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