Selina came with confidence.

In a bold attempt to seal the deal, she chose to forgo part of her earnings, believing it would tip the scales in her favor.

What she didn’t anticipate was Vincent’s stubbornness. He wasn’t one to take risks; he preferred his cautious ways, even when large gains were on the table.

To Selina, this made no sense. A savvy businessman would have jumped at the opportunity. Vincent’s reluctance seemed almost foolish.

Katelyn’s hands tightened into fists as Selina’s vague remarks settled in, thick with hidden implications. Yet, the full meaning seemed just out of reach.

“What are you really trying to say?” Katelyn asked.

Irritation flickered across Selina’s face. “There are things I can’t say directly, but if you turn this down, you’ll regret it. That’s a promise.”

Without warning, Selina moved closer, her eyes locking onto Katelyn’s with fierce intensity.

“Do you remember the picture I showed you? The answer you’re looking for is linked to the royal family.”

Katelyn’s heart pounded, a tight knot forming in her chest.

The photograph was still vivid in her mind—a faded image of a woman who looked eerily similar to her, almost like an older version of herself. The worn edges and dull colors only deepened the connection.

Later, using Jaxen’s tech, Katelyn generated an image of herself at fifty, and it looked nearly identical to the woman in the photo.

Katelyn felt certain that this woman had to be family—if not her mother, then someone very close.

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Yet, despite her extensive searches online, she found nothing. It was as if the woman didn’t even exist. Two possibilities loomed.

Either the woman was a figment of imagination, or her true identity was so deeply hidden that it was impossible to uncover. Information about her was tightly guarded, off-limits to the public.

Now, Selina had provided her with a crucial lead—the royal family. The mention of Katelyn’s family background triggered a subtle shift in Vincent’s normally calm demeanor.

“What do you know?” he asked, a mix of curiosity and tension in his voice.

Selina’s smirk widened as she spoke slowly. “I know something you’re desperate to learn, something that’s been weighing on you. But if you want the truth, you’ll need to agree to my terms.”

She stood with renewed confidence, as if she had just taken control of the conversation.

It was clear that the real issue wasn’t about profits; it was all about Katelyn’s origins.

“I’ll give you three days,” she said. “Think it over, and when you’re ready, reach out. But remember—only three days!”

Not long ago, she had been on the verge of being dismissed, but now Selina walked away with a newfound swagger.

Vincent turned his gaze to Katelyn, studying her face with fresh intensity.

There were so many members of Yata’s royal family spread across the region, and he hadn’t met them all.

Selina’s hint was intriguing, but it wasn’t enough for him to fully trust her—at least, not yet.

As Vincent looked at Katelyn, he noticed familiar features that hinted at her connection to the Yata people. Katelyn’s heart raced, a mix of shock and excitement from Selina’s bold claims.

“So, my real parents could actually be part of the royal family?”

The idea felt almost too strange to take in.

If she truly was from Yata, why had she spent her entire life in Granville?

“We need to dig deeper,” Vincent said. “You can’t just accept everything Selina says.” His calm voice broke through her mounting anxiety.

Yet, a surge of determination filled her. If she had the chance, she would seek out this royal family and confront the king.

Just as she started to organize her thoughts, her phone buzzed loudly in her pocket.

Quickly, she answered, and a frantic voice rushed through the line.

“Boss, it’s urgent! Someone’s trying to breach the firewall you set up. You need to secure it fast, or you could be tracked at any second!”

It was Alfy Norris, an enthusiastic apprentice Katelyn had mentored.

Alfy had a natural knack for hacking. With just a few casual remarks from Katelyn, he quickly became a devoted follower. Over time, Katelyn had grown accustomed to the constant chatter of her eager apprentice.

Though they had never met face-to-face, Alfy always kept her updated on the latest developments while she was away.

Katelyn’s expression shifted to one of alarm as her thoughts raced.

“Got it, I’ll handle it right away.”

Even with the phone pressed to her ear, Alfy’s anxious tone was loud enough for Vincent to catch bits of the conversation. Check latest chapters at findnovel.net

He heard mentions of “firewall” and “tracked.” Katelyn?

Before he could fully grasp what was happening, Samuel’s excited voice broke in.

“Mr. Adams, we’ve just located TS again!”

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