Chapter 9 Talon's Real Identity

　　Caitlyn's POV

　　I picked up the card, my heart leaping with surprise at the sight of Talon's phone number inscribed on it. His earlier meanness had left me wondering if he was just playing a cruel joke on me.

　　"What a lunatic," I murmured, shaking my head, eager to erase the unpleasant memory from my mind.

　　I composed myself, straightening my clothes and taking a deep breath before deciding to head back home. However, as I started to move, a sudden loud noise up ahead caught my attention. A group of people hurriedly rushed towards me.

　　"Caitlyn! Are you okay?" My father led the group, rushing towards me with concern written all over his face. Behind him stood several senior family members, donned in armor and brandishing weapons, ready to take on any potential threat.

　　"I heard an assassin escape in this direction. Did it harm you?" my father inquired with worry evident in his voice.