Peter cast a glance at Marshall. "Now no one can tie Katherine down and she just sets herself free."
Marshall was signing the papers. "That’s great. She used to be heavily constrained, and it’s good for
her to live a free life now."
Peter thought a while and nodded. "Exactly. A girl like Katherine won’t lose in this society. After all,
she’s pretty."
Marshall said no more.
Smiling, Peter believed that he had done delivering the message.
When Marshall signed all the papers, Peter said goodbye and left the office.
Marshall folded his arms on the bureau, his gaze falling upon the cup on the corner.
This cup was bought by Peter later, while the last one was thrown away by Katherine.
Marshall stared at the cup for a long while before frowning slowly.
The following afternoon was quite busy. Marshall went to check the warehouses with Khalid.
After that, he met a client.
Time passed more quickly when one was busy.
Khalid and Marshall didn’t come back to office until it was almost time to get off work.
Marshall’s phone rang when they were in the elevator.
He took out his phone, looked at the screen and answered it after a short hesitation.
It was from the man who was commissioned to investigate Patrick and Alexis. He reported that he had
already done the investigation and would send Marshall the information after he organized it.
Marshall asked, "Is there any useful leads?"
"Yes," the man replied at once. "These two maintain a high profile in their lives, so it’s not hard to get
information. They keep in touch with some of the senior staff of Bennett & Co. publicly, so it didn’t take
us much effort."
Marshall said, "OK, send me the information, and I’ll contact you again when necessary."
The man responded yes and hung up.
The moment Marshall put away his phone, Khalid asked, "Who was on the phone?"
Marshall answered him naturally. "It was from my subordinate. I asked him to look into something for
me, and now it’s done."
Since Marshall didn’t go into the details, Khalid stopped asking questions but grunted.
When the two got out of the elevator, the employees were about to leave the office.
Peter had to supervise the renovation work in Katherine’s store, so he said goodbye to Marshall and
left.
Marshall came back to his office and went through the papers he needed to sign.
He had to meet a client a while later before going home.
In fact, Marshall didn’t have to meet this client, because Khalid wanted to leave him to Lucas, but
Marshall offered to meet him.
Marshall didn’t understand why he would do this. Probably he just didn’t want to go home like before.
It was an easy job. He just needed to meet this client in a tea house, and that was all.
Marshall got ready and called the client first.
The client happened to be running errands outside. He answered the phone and made an appointment
with Marshall in a tea house nearby.
Marshall knew that tea house, so he drove there right away.
There weren’t many people in the tea house at this time, so the two didn’t go to one of the boxes on the
second floor.
The tea house was furnished in a unique and classic way.
Marshall and the client sat down by the window. Opera was being played at the bar counter. Probably
because there weren’t many customers now, the cashier was humming softly with the music.
The client was very courteous to Marshall, saying that they should have talked about business over
dinner, but since he still had something to attend to later, they couldn’t have dinner together tonight.
Marshall smiled and said, "It’s OK. I understand that you’re busy."
The two met today to talk over material supply in the following days.
The Grant Group had worked with this client for years, and Marshall had also met him for many times,
so he just made demands straightforwardly.
It took the two of them less than half an hour to talk over business.
Before they could finish off the pot of tea, the details were already figured out.
Marshall liked working with such a client, because they wouldn’t take him much time or effort.
When the meeting ended, the client left first, while Marshall stayed in the tea house.
The traffic was busy outside. Marshall held the teacup and looked out of the window.
His eyes were wandering about, but gradually, his face clouded over.
A car drew closer to Marshall. He was familiar with the car model, as well as its plate number.
The car stopped at the entrance of the restaurant across the tea house.
Marshall narrowed his eyes and looked at the name of the restaurant opposite him.
It was not some fancy restaurant, but a restaurant specializing in home cooking.
The car door facing Marshall was pushed open, and the one getting off was Hector.
The one sitting next to Hector on the back seat was exactly Katherine, while the one getting off from
the passenger seat was Kyle.
Apparently, Kyle looked down upon a restaurant like this, pointing at the signboard grumbling
something.
Katherine waved at Hector, asking him to follow her. The two ignored Kyle and went straight into the
restaurant.
Marshall took a sip of tea, watching Kyle stamping his foot in anger in front of the restaurant.
However, since the two already went in, Kyle could do nothing about it. He punched the air before
following them in.
Marshall wasn’t able to see the scene inside the restaurant from where he was at, but he could tell that
the atmosphere must be lively at their table.
Marshall poured himself another cup of tea and gulped it down.
He took out his phone and stared at it for a moment before calling Katherine.
It took a while before Katherine answered the phone, and she sounded as if she was ordering.
Katherine was being totally frank, and Marshall could even hear Kyle raving about something on the
phone.
Marshall asked, "Where are you?"
Katherine answered him, "I’m out to eat, why?"
Marshall thought a moment. "Nothing, I’m just asking."
Katherine chuckled. "I’m ordering. If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up."
Marshall indeed had nothing to tell her, nor could he make up anything to say.
Katherine hung up at once.
Marshall let out a sigh, paid for the bill and drove away.
Katherine hung up, curled her lips and started to order.
Hector darted a glance at Katherine’s phone, his look hard to read.
Although Kyle complained about the class of the restaurant, he was the most active one when ordering.
When they finished ordering and the waitress left, Kyle looked at Katherine and asked, "Who was
calling? Marshall?"
Katherine replied, "Yes."
Kyle gave a snort. "He wasn’t like this before. How come he’s become so clingy?"
Katherine glanced up at Kyle and said after some consideration, "Maybe you’ll also be like this when
you get married."
"Nonsense!" Kyle threw Katherine a ferocious stare. "Even if I get married, she will revolve around me,
and I’ll never revolve around her."
Katherine smirked. "Be careful! Maybe you’ll go back on your word."
Kyle shook his hand. "That can’t happen. Let me tell you, it’s impossible. Who am I? Women throw
themselves at me, not the other way round! Besides, I’m not the type who will spoil the wife."
Katherine rolled her eyes, wondering how Kyle could be so confident.
Meanwhile, Hector cleaned the bowls and chopsticks with boiled water for both himself and Katherine.
Kyle pulled a long face. "Hector must be the type who can never be separated from his wife. Look at
him. See how considerate he is."
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