Peter sent Katherine back to the hotel and went on with his own business.
Katherine took a shower and ordered some food she liked from room service.
When she was full, she lay on the bed to pass the time.
Marshall and Peter should be at some meeting right now.
Katherine turned to look out of the window and narrowed her eyes.
She thought of the woman next to Marshall at the beach that night.
She didn’t say a word to that woman from the start, but the two seemed to have traded hundreds of
blows.
Katherine could feel that woman was unfriendly to her.
Presumably, that woman must be aware that Katherine was unfriendly to her too.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t look up and down at her with contemptuous eyes while nobody’s pay any
attention.
And then she gave a distinct snort.
Katherine got pissed at the thought of this.
Waited until it got dark outside, Katherine finally got a text message from Peter saying that they were
already at the dinner party.
Katherine sprang from the bed and replied, "I see."
Katherine felt proud. Things went smoothly with the help of an informant.
Katherine picked a dress and started to put on makeup slowly.
Putting on make-up was a hassle to start with, and Katherine took until the last minute to do so, she
finally finished putting on her make up an hour later.
Katherine walked out of the hotel slowly in heels.
Peter had already sent her the location, so Katherine took a taxi.
The dinner party was held in a luxury hotel, and only people with invitations were allowed in.
Katherine didn’t have an invitation, but she wasn’t eager to get in either.
She hung around for a while before sitting down on the flower bed not far away.
The flowers were blossoming in the flower bed. Katherine picked one and put it in her hair.
After a few seconds, she smiled.
Katherine sat for a while before receiving a text message from Peter telling her to wait somewhere at
the entrance of the hotel.
Although she couldn’t get in the banquet hall, but she could get in the hotel.
Katherine found the entrance after a while and went over.
Peter was waiting there. Clearly, he had few drinks.
Katherine burst into laughter at the sight of Peter. "How come you’re so drunk?"
Peter didn’t feel like laughing at all. "I think they set us up tonight."
Katherine raised her eyebrows. "Set you up?"
Peter breathed alcohol fumes. "Their target were your ex-husband. Come on and get in with me. I’m
unsure about the situation."
Katherine was stunned. "What do you mean?"
Peter didn’t explain himself to Katherine, but pulled Katherine in through the side door.
Since Katherine dressed herself up, and obviously, Peter got drunk in the banquet hall, the waiter at the
entrance not far away didn’t stop them.
Peter didn’t take Katherine to the hall, but made their way around to the lounge.
Peter asked Katherine to wait here before he went out.
Katherine was a little unwilling to wait. "Why shall I wait? I’m here to make a scene. How can I make a
scene while waiting here?"
Peter looked serious. "I don’t have the time to explain the situation to you right now, but you have to
listen to me. Wait a moment here."
After that, he went out at once.
Katherine stared but still followed Peter’s order, stayed inside the lounge.
There were a sofa and a small table in the lounge. Some snacks and fruits were placed on the table.
Katherine went up to the window, looked outside.
She could see the busy traffic on the street from here.
Katherine heard the door opened again after a few minutes.
She didn’t look back, but let out a sigh and impatiently said, "You’re back. I told you I didn’t want to wait
here. I just want that woman to suffer. I just want people to suffer you know? I’m so rich, and why
should I taking all this shit…"
Before she could finish her words, Katherine felt that someone was pressing himself against her back.
She could smell alcohol on his breath.
Katherine almost sprang up.
However, she swallowed the scream back down the moment that man spoke.
She heard Marshall’s voice saying, "Katherine, it’s you, right?"
Marshall’s hands feeling her body as he spoke.
Katherine was wearing a dress, and it couldn’t be easier for him to take it off.
Katherine warned Marshall, turned around and pushed him away. "What’s wrong with you? Why are
you acting like this?"
Katherine stopped the moment he looked back at Marshall.
Apparently, Marshall wasn’t himself at this moment.
His eyes were all red, his forehead covered in sweat.
Marshall didn’t have the time to explain the whole situation to Katherine at this moment at all.
He grabbed Katherine’s shoulders, kissed her on the lips.
Katherine was startled.
The current Marshall, who was unable to hold himself back, looked a little like the night they got
divorced.
But here, it’s probably not a good idea.
Marshall, however, couldn’t care less. With a little strength, he easily tore up Katherine’s dress.
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