Vincent reclined in his chair, an elegant pen in hand, and inquired in a measured tone, “What exactly is your relationship with her? I don’t recall you ever mentioning her. And she just called you her sister?”
The office door had been left open, allowing Vincent to overhear their exchange. From his vantage point, Vincent had crossed paths with more women than he could count. With just one look, he could read Zoey’s intentions.
Katelyn settled into her chair and said, “We’re not sisters. She was a promising student from a modest background whom I supported financially. After college, she sought me out, eager to reconnect. I suggested other companies where she might actually have a shot, yet she insisted on the Adams Group.”
If Katelyn had previously been puzzled by Zoey’s insistence, the sight of Vincent’s impeccable demeanor and the luxury watch adorning his wrist clarified her thoughts. Perhaps Zoey was aiming for a life-changing stroke of luck. Should she succeed, she would rise from anonymity to prominence. Though Katelyn was reluctant to think ill of Zoey, her actions seemed to only confirm these suspicions.
Vincent’s mouth twisted into a subtle grin. He tapped his fingers on the desk, his voice calm and melodic. “Watch her closely. If you’re not careful, she could become a significant issue.”
Katelyn nodded, deeply considering his advice. At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
Samuel strode into the room with a document in hand and made a beeline for Vincent. “Mr. Adams, I’ve found the information you were looking for.”
Vincent took the document without a second thought, glanced over it quickly, and passed it to Katelyn. “Have a look at this,” he said.
Initially confused, Katelyn’s expression shifted to shock as she read through the pages. The document shed light on the dark past of the Walsh family. With each line, her expression grew more troubled. The depth of Langston’s hatred for his family had always baffled her. This document, however, made everything clear.
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It detailed how Langston, at just five years old, was handed over by Jamison to powerful figures with sinister motives, used merely for their entertainment. This abuse lasted until he matured and wrested control of the Walsh family, putting a stop to his suffering.
The revelations were simple, but they hit Katelyn hard. Though the details were cryptically presented, Katelyn was sharp enough to piece together the grim reality. Thirteen long years, from childhood to adulthood. It was clear why Langston had developed such a complex and twisted personality. This also unraveled his deep-seated resentment towards Jamison.
Katelyn’s face was a mask of mixed emotions as she slid the document away. She felt compelled to say, “The Walsh family’s history is truly dark.” Such secrets were well-kept from the public eye. Only Vincent, with his extensive network and resources, could have dug up such buried secrets.
Vincent reclined in his chair, his fingers tapping a steady beat on the desk, his voice soothing as he gave further instructions. “Pass this information to Hades. Let her decide whether to entangle herself with the Walsh family further,” he instructed.
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