“The phone case came with the phone, and the ringtone is just the default setting.” Feigning confusion, she looked at Neil and asked, “What are you trying to say, Mr. Wheeler?”
Neil’s gaze remained unsettling as he tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair. The person in front of him was entirely concealed beneath a white robe, making it nearly impossible to discern her height or figure.
Without the bulky clothing, Neil might have recognized Katelyn by her posture. That familiar sense of familiarity lingered but slipped away before he could grasp it. If Katelyn and Hades were the same person, it would explain everything.
Neil narrowed his eyes and whispered, “I want to know who’s really behind the mask.”
Katelyn’s impatience was evident, bordering on disdain. She stepped back, her voice sharp. “Mr. Wheeler, instead of wasting time trying to figure out who I am, why not focus on finding out who poisoned your grandmother? Does my identity really affect my ability to help her?”
A shadow crossed Neil’s eyes as he leaned back in his wheelchair, staring intently at the mask. “One day, I’ll discover the truth behind your mask.” Discover more novels at find?novel.net
A sly smile appeared on Katelyn’s lips as she replied casually, “You’ll never get that chance.”
She couldn’t understand why her identity mattered so much when it wouldn’t change the treatment’s outcome. Why was Neil so determined to pursue this question? She didn’t have the patience or time for his relentless curiosity.
Just as Katelyn turned to walk away, someone holding a drink bottle bumped into her at the corner.
Before Katelyn could react, a burst of brightly colored drink splashed across her, leaving a bold stain on the fabric of her white robe. Her gaze shifted, sharp and steady, locking onto Lise as she demanded, “Did you do that on purpose?”
A flicker of satisfaction danced in Lise’s eyes, though she quickly replaced it with an innocent expression. “Oh, I didn’t mean to! I’m really sorry. Your robe is all stained now; you should go change.” She reached out as if to help, but Katelyn stepped back, her voice cutting. “Get lost.”
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The truth was clear—Lise had done it on purpose, hoping to force her out of the robe. Without it, Katelyn would be left to face the scrutiny of all three of them.
Lise’s expression turned falsely apologetic, her tone dripping with insincerity. “I told you it was an accident. I was only trying to help. No need to be so rude.”
At that moment, Neil rolled up, his gaze cold as he observed the scene. He had witnessed everything and instantly saw through Lise’s act. He understood that Lise, like him, also suspected Hades’ true identity. Both of them, so close to Katelyn, were united in their growing doubts about who Hades really was. This only deepened Neil’s belief that Hades was hiding something significant.
A slight smirk played on Neil’s face as he cleared his throat and said, “I’m sure it was an accident, and Lise didn’t mean anything by it. There’s a changing room nearby; you should go change out of that stained robe.”
Katelyn bit back her anger, her gaze dropping to the spreading stain on her robe. It was ruined for good.
Even the strongest bleach wouldn’t restore the robe to its pure, crisp white. Katelyn’s eyes narrowed, and her voice turned sharp as she swung her gaze back to Lise. “This outfit is ruined. Pay up.”
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