The old woman reached out her frail hand to grab Katelyn’s sleeve.

Caught off guard by the sudden move, Katelyn couldn’t react in time. Just then, a large hand grabbed her wrist and yanked her aside, evading the old woman’s grasp.

It was Vincent. He glared at the old woman with chilling intensity, his formidable presence causing her to cower and instinctively retreat a few steps.

The man was terrifying.

At over sixty years old, she had never encountered a man with such a fearsome presence and piercing eyes, as if his gaze alone could kill her.

“What do you want?” Vincent’s voice was as cold as ice. The oppressive atmosphere he created left the old woman stammering, unable to speak clearly.

“I just don’t want her to get away. I’m afraid she’ll vanish again if I lose sight of her this time.”

Vincent scoffed, clearly disgusted by the manipulation.

“Do you have any proof that Miss Bailey is connected to you?”

Initially timid, the old woman then recalled something and said with newfound confidence, “I have no proof, which is why I’m asking for a DNA test. If she cares about us, her own family, why wouldn’t she come with me?”

“Should I submit to a DNA test with anyone who approaches me?” Katelyn’s reply was cold and mocking. She shot Vincent a thankful look, but when she faced the old woman again, her expression turned icy.

“I’m aware of who sent you. I suggest you leave now, or I’ll ensure you regret ever coming to Granville.”

Her stance was authoritative. Although her voice was calm, her eyes hinted at potential ruthlessness. She meant every word. She had pieced together the situation the day before, and considering the woman’s age, had initially decided to let it go.

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Now, however, she recognized that the old woman’s age was her greatest advantage. The moment she claimed to be sick and collapsed, no one would dare confront her.

Suddenly, Katelyn regretted not resolving the issue yesterday, realizing it had escalated into today’s chaos.

Confronted by the formidable Katelyn and Vincent, the old woman lost her composure, her eyes filled with fear.

She had thought Katelyn was tough to handle, yet the man at her side was even more intimidating. His mere glance silenced her. Could this be Vincent Adams, the CEO of the Adams Group?

Just as the old woman was about to back down and abandon her scheme for money, the middle-aged man with her charged forward.

He accused Katelyn, saying, “You’re just avoiding the truth of who you really are, aren’t you? Come with us and take a paternity test. If it shows you’re not my daughter, we’ll leave you alone for good.”

They brought up the paternity test so often that Katelyn was completely certain something was off.

Yet, if she refused, the disruption would persist, potentially harming her company’s reputation due to their frequent disturbances.

She noticed the reporters around them, cameras in hand, capturing every moment.

They might exaggerate the details to spice up the story.

“Okay,” Katelyn said softly.

The old woman and the middle-aged man’s faces lit up with triumph.

But Katelyn’s next words abruptly wiped the smiles off their faces.

“If the paternity test shows we’re not related, I’ll press charges against you for harassment, defamation, and causing a disturbance. I hope you’re ready to serve your time.”

It was a clear threat and a stern warning.

Despite her fear, the old woman persisted stubbornly.

“You are my granddaughter, I’m sure of it.”

Vincent approached Katelyn and suggested, “Let’s head to the hospital.”

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