The dream came to an abrupt end.
When they were about to have sex, Marshall suddenly woke up from the dream.
Katherine's face slowly disappeared.
He exhaled and slowly rise up, and didn't know why he had such a dream.
He was not ascetic, for he had sex with Katherine twice in the past few days.
So he really couldn't figure out why he had such erratic dream.
Marshall stood up and stretched his body, trying to forget the scene in his dream.
After a while, he went to get his laptop and sat down at the table in the living room.
Soon there was another phone call.
He just glanced at it, but didn't do anything about it.
A few seconds after the phone was disconnected, there was a knock on the door.
Marshall was surprised but still walked over.
He couldn't see who was outside from the peephole.
In broad daylight, there was nothing to be afraid of. So he opened the door directly.
It was the woman just now.
Didn’t know when, but she had changed her clothes already.
What she had on herself was a bit like a bikini.
She had fair skin and good body figure.
Her hair was scattered behind her back.
She leaned against the door frame, showing the curve of her body.
Looking at Marshall, she said, "Mr. Grant, can we have a talk?"
When she said these words, there was a sexual suggestion in her tone.
Marshall must have known it.
It just that, Marshall looked her up and down, the only thing came across his mind was, what was her
name?
He had always been sensitive to faces and names, but he just couldn’t remembered this woman's
name.
Marshall didn't move but asked, "Did Mr. Thompson ask you to come over like this?"
The woman slowly stood up straight and pursed her kip and said, "No, he is not clear about this."
Her eyes were seductive and said, “This kind of matter, I won't let him know about it."
Marshall responded with a sneer, "Does he know about dozing me with drug?"
The woman didn't expect him to asked this question again.
She continued on denying, "I really don't know what you meant by that, we didn't do it."
Marshall agreed, didn’t look at the woman again, shut the door right in her face.
He hated people pestering him endlessly and not admitting their own wrong doing.
But this woman did it all.
Marshall was not the kind of person who liked to waste his words or breath.
Instead, he went and took the phone over, and called Mr. Thompson directly.
This cooperation was actually a win-win situation for both of them.
The Grants showed their 100% sincerity, but it didn't represent that he could be schemed like this.
Mr. Thompson quickly answered Marshall’s phone, there were a smile in his voice and said, ”Mr. Grant,
I finally got in touch with you."
Since last night, he had made several calls to Marshall.
But Marshall didn't answer any of them.
People in the industry all knew that Marshall had a bad temper.
He said directly, “The woman standing at my door, take her away.”
Mr. Thompson couldn’t respond at first, "What?"
Marshall taunted and said, “Mr. Thompson, this trick of yours, did you miscalculated something?”
Mr. Thompson was still puzzled, "Huh?"
Marshall didn't want to talk nonsense, so he hung up the phone.
He didn’t like to preach or talked much.
It was enough to notify the other party that he was not happy.
For the rest, he believed that Mr. Thompson knew how to take care of it.
Having returned to the table, he continued on checking the files in the computer.
After a while, Peter called.
He didn't answer the call for the first time, but Peter then called again.
Marshall was irritated, because he finally got a day off, but kept on being interrupted .
He answered the phone, “Just spit it out.”
Peter was not aware of his impatience because of the noisy background.
He said they were still at the Ends of the Earth.
Katherine seemed quite happy and took a lot of photos next to the two rocks.
Peter felt that It was a pity that Marshall didn't join them.
Marshall interrupted him, "Did you call me just to say this?"
Peter paused and immediately changed the subject, “No, no, Old Mrs. Grant called me just now to ask
about our itinerary and when will we be back. She wants... I think She wanted Miss Henderson to pick
you up. "
Marshall closed his eyes and said, "Okay, I know. If she calls you again, tell her the schedule has
changed, if I didn't tell you. Just pin them on me. "
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