Chapter 395


    But I was certain that Catherine must have been tailing Jan to the very end. That''s just in her


    character. If you dare tell her not to do something, she''ll do it just out of spite.. She''s a real ''charge into


    the lion''s den'' kind of gal.


    I couldn’t help sigh. It was because of me she was in this mess.


    ncing at my phone, I figured I wouldn''t wait any longer. She''d seen my missed call. She''d call back


    the minute she could.


    Reflecting on the day''s events felt like I had ridden a roller coaster. The most unexpected twist? I had


    be a major shareholder in VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals, just like that.


    I had to admit, my dad was really something. He yed everyone like a chess master, even making a


    purge look like a walk in the park.


    And Ronan, the ''executioner''? Man, he was on fire. How those two worked that silent pact without my


    knowledge was beyond me.


    Looks like I had some serious learning to do. My dad''s decisive ruthlessness was not to be


    underestimated.


    No wonder Ronan hinted that my dad had an ace up his sleeve. An ace that proved to be ruthlessly


    efficient.


    But I knew that what seemed straightforward was anything but. It required patience, endurance, and


    the ability to y the long game.


    What level of cunning does one need to pull that off? When had my dad mastered that art? It was a


    mystery to me. He always seemed like a jolly, approachable guy. Who would have guessed he could


    be just as calcted and ruthless when the situation called for it?


    Lost in these thoughts, I didn''t realize when I drifted off to sleep. But it wasn''t a peaceful rest; bizarre


    dreams haunted me all night.


    I was in that hazy state between sleep and wakefulness, feeling groggy and headachy.


    Then, in that half-dream state, I saw Catherine frantically banging on the car window, her face etched


    with terror and despair. That jolted me awake.


    I sat up and peered outside. The sky was a dull gray. I checked my phone. It was 4 a.m. Dawn was


    near. I wondered when Hannah hade home.


    The headache made me feel weak, but a sip of water from the nightstand refreshed me a bit.


    Catherine''s panicked face in my dream lingered in my mind. Should I call her again? She was a night


    owl;st night''s bedtime was anyone''s guess.


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    More likely than not, she was still sleeping soundly. I decided to wait a bit longer before trying her


    again.


    She was notorious, the kind of person people crossed the street to avoid.


    I had seen her once from a distance as she was entering a club on the arm of some older guy. It was


    Hannah who pointed her out to me. But I couldn''t understand why she''d be picking up Jan from the


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    Suddenly, a chilling thought crossed my mind, sending shivers down my spine...