As Marshall drove to the location of Katherine, he happened to see that someone was accosting her.
With a cool and neat look, he was seemingly a college student.
He said that he saw Katherine had been sitting there for a long while, and was wondering if she had
encountered any trouble.
Katherine stood up, embarrassed, "I'm OK, and I'm just waiting for someone."
The young man awkwardly scratched his hair and asked, "Which school are you from? Maybe we can
head our way back together."
Katherine was even more embarrassed hearing the words of the young man since she had never been
to college.
She waved her hands and answered, "I'm not a student."
"Well, you look pretty young." The boy smiled shyly. Katherine pursed her lips and didn't know how to
respond. Marshall had already caught sight of the two when he pulled up. Obviously, the boy had
began to blush.
Marshall couldn't help but sneer thinking that given the romantic atmosphere between them, this young
man would be by no doubt a good match for Katherine. Slowly, he pulled the car closer and planned to
wait for a little longer. When the boy was about to leave, he was seemingly a little reluctant to do so
and turned around to see her again. Katherine took a deep sigh and turned around to see Marshall's
car. She adjusted her facial expression to normal and opened the door.
Marshall smiled, "You're really good at socializing, aren't you?"
Katherine peered at him from the corner of her eyes and hummed. "There will be still men chasing after
me even if you leave me behind."
Marshall gave no response and drove away. They barely said anything to each other as the car drove
on and Marshall didn't seem to ask why Katherine was out. In her mind, she thought that he would
never care about her. He had just left her alone with the young man and didn't give a shit about
whatever happened between them even though he had already been there a few moments ago. In fact,
she had already gotten the same feeling a long, long time ago while she still somehow couldn't bear it
even now. The car took a detour and left the downtown area before heading to the suburb. The car
stopped right on the border between downtown and the countryside. Marshall swerved and drove into
an alley. There was a manor at the end of the alley with its gate opened. The sound of traditional
Chinese opera slipped into her ears before she stepped into the manor that she had heard before on
television, but she couldn't tell which type of opera it exactly was. Even though the valley was really
narrow, the inside of the messuage was relatively wide enough. Marshall pulled the car into the
driveway. There was a man, dressed in a frock with a string of Buddhist beads hung around his neck
standing there.
The man laughed delightfully and looked at Marshall who had just come out of the car, "Well, finally!
You are here!"
Katherine stepped out of the car with Marshall, but didn't speak since she didn't know the man.
The man turned to Katherine and took a glance at her. "She looks quite young, doesn't she? You guys
have already married for a year, while she even looks younger than she did at the wedding ceremony!"
Katherine laughed and answered. "You know, it's all due to the heavy make-up."
"Follow me. Everything is ready." He reached out his hand.
Katherine followed Marshall and stepped into the main building: the house was decorated in a
traditional and vintage style, which could by no means be affordable to an ordinary man. It was right to
say that money was everything. One could lead a happy and carefree life when he was rich enough.
There was also another man with a long braid.
He was an easygoing man. Catching sight of Katherine, he waved his hand and said, "Come over here,
my dear! Have you figured out what kind of ceremonial robe you want?"
Katherine was stunned and thought that she was right: she knew that the man dressed in frock didn't
look like a designer at all.
Katherine walked up and showed him a picture in her phone."I'm not so sure about that, but maybe
something like this will be fine."
The designer checked the picture, and turned to Katherine, "Well, a style pure and simple, which is
quite match for your disposition." He continued, "OK, I'll do it. Any other detailed requests?"
Katherine had no professional understanding of such thing, and thus said, "I trust your judgement, and
you could just design it freely."
The designer laughed. "Your words are really a little shame-making to me, Mrs. Grant. But fine, I'll do
exactly what you asked me to do."
As his voice faded, he turned to Marshall. "It's been a long while since the last time you came here.
How's it going? I heard that you've been on a business trip. Have you taken that project?"
Marshall's face was severely passive when he heard the words "business trip". At noon today, Sam
from the WF group even dared to call up Marshall again and told him that Dolly was attempting suicide
in her house. He could still remember that Sam wanted to talk to him and wished Katherine could come
along.
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