Katherine stared at Marshall for a while, “What? Why are you looking at me that way?”
Instead of answering Katherine’s question, Marshall gave her a half-smile which was deeply confusing.
Then Khalid stood up, “Well, I have a quite busy day today. I’ve got to go.”
After Khalid left, Marshall averted his eyes and asked mildly, “Have you had lunch?”
Katherine nodded, “Yeah. So are you guys heading out for lunch?”
While they were talking, it was time to get off work.
Peter then came over, “I ordered takeaways. I’ll have it with boss in the company. We are bound to
meet those gossipy paparazzi if we go out now.”
Katherine then sat down on the sofa, “Well, it’s nothing really. Those paparazzi are easy to deal with.
They just want to know the truth. Just tell them. It’s as simple as that.”
Peter then chuckled, “How can you be so naïve.”
Katherine raised her eyebrows but didn’t say anything.
Marshall then took out his phone which was vibrating.
Katherine took a glance at him with the corner of her eyes and assumed that it must be people from the
Grants who were calling at this time.
As expected, Marshall just picked it up and called mom.
Katherine rolled her eyes silently.
Mrs. Grant had called several times already.
The Internet was bombarded with the news about Marshall and Katherine, so Mrs. Grant was pretty
edgy.
But Marshall was relatively calm and told Mrs. Grant that he can handle it.
Mrs. Grant didn’t know that Katherine had met the press yet, so she hurriedly asked what Katherine’s
attitude was.
Her thought was actually somewhat like Khalid, afraid that Katherine was holding grudges against her
and would probably lash out her angers by talking trash of the Grants to the press.
Marshall smiled, “It’s okay. Katherine had met the press and explained to them. This whole thing would
soon blow over.”
Hearing Marshall’s words, Mrs. Grant took a sigh of relief lowly.
Katherine just snickered. ‘Now all these Grants dare nor to think lightly of me, huh?’
Mrs. Grant wanted to say something else, but Old Mrs. Grant interrupted in.
Old Mrs. Grant was a lot more composed than Mrs. Grant and just said, “That’s enough. Things would
be a lot easier if you stop bringing Clara home.”
Mrs. Grant paused and sounded awkwardly, “Mom, I just invited her home to kill time with me. We
didn’t really do anything.”
Old Mrs. Grant sniggered, “Well, you could just wait and see if Katherine would still side with us if the
press reports the affair between Clara and Marshall.”
Mrs. Grant was instantly choked on words.
Marshall stole a glance of Katherine who was scrolling on Peter’s phone.
They seemed to gossiping about something.
Katherine was really laid-back here with her shoes taken off and legs crossed on the sofa.
Marshall surveyed her and looked away.
Then he said to the phone, “I’m going to have lunch now. I got to go. Don’t worry about me. I’m okay.”
Mrs. Grant then answered okay hurriedly and hung up the phone.
Katherine was looking at Peter’s orders and said she fancied all of them.
Peter replied sweetly, “Sure, you can have these later.”
Then he suddenly remembered something and asked, “Didn’t you just have lunch with your friend, the
singer?”
Then something suddenly occurred to Katherine and she looked at Peter seriously, “You know, that
singer is from a pretty wealthy family. I’m really shocked today.”
Marshall stared at Katherine and Peter.
Katherine was getting excited and even changed her posture, “I went to his home today. His father
knew me!”
But Pater was focusing on something weird, “You met his parents today?”
Taken aback by Peter’s words, Katherine said irritatingly, “You just can’t catch the kernel of my words,
right?”
Then she turned to Marshall.
Marshall didn’t know why, but he just suddenly looked away.
He had this weird feeling like he was busted on the scene for peeking.
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