Yet Katelyn seemed to float above their bitterness, ascending to greater heights with each passing day, completely blind to the storm of resentment brewing beneath her. And that, more than anything else, made Sophia’s blood boil with jealousy.

Katelyn observed Sophia’s barely contained fury with clinical detachment. She shook her head slightly and said, “I’ve never claimed to be a savior. If something lies within my capabilities, why should I pretend otherwise?”

There was no shame in acknowledging one’s abilities. These people’s twisted logic remained an enigma to Katelyn.

She fixed her gaze on Sophia once more. “Have you reached a decision? If you want my help, I’m willing to try. If not, so be it. But understand this… The choice between life and death rests solely in your hands.” She never forced anyone to do anything. If Sophia was hell-bent on embracing death, Katelyn wouldn’t stand in her way.

Though Sophia’s body still trembled with suppressed emotion, she remained stubbornly silent.

Katelyn showed no signs of impatience, simply waiting with practiced composure. She even pulled out her phone, casually scrolling through it. Time was a luxury she could afford to spend.

Sophia, however, was dancing to an entirely different rhythm. The excruciating pain coursing through her body was pushing her to the brink of sanity. Before her capture, she had found slight reprieve in ice water.

But now, even that meager comfort was beyond her reach. This poison had no known cure, leaving her to writhe in agony as each passing moment intensified her suffering.

Finally, her resolve crumbling, Sophia burst out at Katelyn, “Can you really purge this poison from my system?”

Katelyn merely lifted her gaze from her phone, regarding Sophia with practiced indifference. “Your belief in my abilities is irrelevant to me.” Time was a game she could play indefinitely with Sophia.

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Rage boiled within Sophia’s chest. This calculating bitch was toying with her deliberately!

The poison’s torment had pushed Sophia to the edge of delirium. Through gritted teeth, she snarled, “If you can ease this pain, I’m willing to strike a deal.”

Katelyn paused her scrolling and turned to face Sophia, her voice dripping with disdain. “Sophia, do you take me for a fool?”

Someone like Sophia… How could her word hold any weight? Katelyn wouldn’t trust a single syllable that passed her lips.

Sophia’s hands clenched into white-knuckled fists against her restraints. If she weren’t bound, she would have crushed Katelyn’s skull without hesitation.

Sophia’s jaw clenched tight as waves of searing pain crashed through her body.

However, just then, Sophia’s iron control finally shattered.

Sophia coughed up blood from the pain.

Yet, Katelyn remained seated, indifferent, as if Sophia’s suffering had nothing to do with her.

Sophia’s body ached so intensely it felt like something was clawing at her insides. The agony nearly drove her to scream, but she clenched her teeth, forcing herself to endure it. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she glared at Katelyn and growled, “Fine. As long as you take away this pain, I’ll promise you anything.”

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