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Chapter 641 More Effort is Needed

Catherine noticed that her recent sleep quality had indeed improved. Since she returned yesterday, she has been in a deep sleep state.

It wasn’t until this morning that she slowly woke up. Perhaps due to having enough sleep, Catherine felt exceptionally energetic, and her mood was quite pleasant.

Just as she was about to get up to find Branden, her phone, placed nearby, rang.

Catherine glanced at it and saw it was Ronin calling. She swiped the button and answered the phone.

Ronin’s voice sounded urgent. ”

Catherine, we’re in trouble!”

Catherine calmly walked to the side, poured herself a glass of water to drink, and only then asked unhurriedly, ” What’s the situation?”

“Catherine, I just received a message. Edson is going after Branden, and it’s the kind of situation where he’s willing to do anything.”

Ronin detailed the information he had gathered to Catherine. When he received the message, he was also shocked.

The way the Breens were striking this time didn’t seem like they were simply trying to bring down a business competitor. It felt more like they were willing to sacrifice themselves to take down the other party.

After all, if things continued this way, the Breens themselves would suffer greatly.

After explaining everything, Ronin, seeing Catherine’s lack of response, couldn’t help but ask, “Catherine, Mr. Duncan is still with you in Oceanvile, right? Isn’t he worried at all?”

“Worried?” Catherine sneered. ”

Perhaps he doesn’t even know yet.”

“Ah…” Ronin couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, “Not know yet? What’s going on?”

This happened last night, and she had spent the entire night with Branden. How could he possibly know the news if he didn’t even answer a phone call?

Ignoring Ronin’s confusion, Catherine ordered, “Arrange Hacker Alliance to keep an eye on Edson. Report immediately if anything happens.”

“Catherine, shouldn’t we lend a hand?” Ronin didn’t quite understand. Edson using the Breens’ power against the Duncan Corporation was, to a significant extent, because of them.

The Duncan Corporation could be said to be implicated by them, so shouldn’t they help a bit?

“No need.” Catherine decisively rejected Ronin’s suggestion.

Between her and Branden, everything was always clear. She would only intervene when the other person’s safety was at stake.

Seeing Catherine’s firm attitude, Ronin could only follow her orders. ” Catherine, will you guys come the day after tomorrow?”

“Tomorrow,” Catherine replied with just one word.

Ronin couldn’t help but chuckle lightly. Although Catherine said she wouldn’t interfere, she was still very concerned.

An originally three-day trip was shortened to two days, but returning early was not just to help the Duncans.

Catherine hung up Ronin’s call and walked out of the room. In the living room, she saw Branden in sportswear, a towel around his neck. It seemed he had just finished exercising, and there was still a hint of warmth on his body.

When Branden’s ice-cold eyes saw Catherine, they involuntarily softened. “Why are you up so early? You can rest a little longer,” he said.

Catherine looked at him gently, a slight upward curve appearing at the corner of her mouth. “I’ve had enough sleep.”

Branden put down the towel around his neck and approached, embracing her waist.

Initially, he just wanted to lead her to the sofa to sit, but as his hands wrapped around her slender waist, he couldn’t help but gently stroke it a few times.

Nowadays, women want to have slimmer waists, but Catherine not only had a slender waist, but her skin was also remarkably smooth and firm.

Branden felt with his hands and couldn’t help but frown. “How is it possible that, after all this time, you haven’t gained any weight?”

He always felt that Catherine was too thin and wanted to help her gain some weight.

She had been fed quite a lot during this period, but Catherine still didn’t gain weight.

Faced with the man’s helplessness, Catherine smiled somewhat smugly. “It

seems like you still need to work hard.”

On her exquisite and stunning face, that faint smile deeply attracted the man’s gaze.

In his eyes, there was a hint of fiery passion, as if two flames were burning fiercely. Branden slightly opened his thin lips, his voice low and magnetic. “Indeed, more effort is needed.”

Branden’s hand applied a little force, and Catherine was gently pulled back, the two falling onto the sofa together.

Catherine propped herself up with her elbow to spread the distance between the two and squinted her eyes, and her beautiful eyes were full of threatening signals. “Public indecency?”

The man stared at Catherine’s exquisite face and gently leaned down. His thin lips brushed past Catherine’s earlobe, bringing a tingling sensation. ” Since you’ve had enough sleep, a little exercise is good for body and mind.”

Catherine glanced at him with a side- eye, staring at him. “In this aspect, your statements are quite varied.”

The man, who usually spoke sparingly, could only say more at times like these.

Facing her teasing, Branden looked at her triumphantly and retorted, “You’re wrong. To be more accurate, I look like this only in front of you.”

His ability to communicate with others in his lifetime was devoted to only Catherine, and the only person he wanted to please was her.

Catherine turned to leave, but Branden’s movements were even faster. While he would usually give way to Catherine, on this matter, Branden stood firm.

With nimble and gentle movements, he pulled her back and pressed down. Finally, Catherine thoroughly succumbed.

The golden sunlight shone through the thin curtains, gently illuminating the two as if a layer of golden light had been added.

The room was filled with romance, accompanied by a hint of ambiguity.

When Catherine woke up again, it was already afternoon. She had initially planned to go to the lab early, help Rodge with things, and then return to Loxton with Branden.

However, she didn’t expect the hormone-overloaded man to disrupt her plans. Catherine turned over and got out of bed. The soreness in her legs made her fall to the ground.

“Damn it…” Catherine cursed softly, propping herself up on the edge of the bed.

Branden heard the movement and came in. By the time he entered, Catherine was already soaking in the bathtub.

Seeing her in the bath, Branden averted his gaze. Even a girl as physically strong as her couldn’t withstand another round of activities.

“Just soak in the bath for a while; dinner is almost ready. After eating, I’ll take you to the lab.”

Branden knew he had delayed Catherine’s work and was currently making amends.

Seeing that he had arranged everything, Catherine responded with a hum, continuing to soak in the hot water to ease the soreness in her body.

Half an hour later, when Branden saw Catherine still hadn’t come out of the bathroom, he entered and lifted her out of the bathtub. After drying her body and changing her into clean clothes, he carried her to the dining table.

Holding a fork, Catherine tasted the dishes Branden had cooked while she chatted with him. “Rodge should be finishing tomorrow morning, and we’ll return to Loxton tomorrow afternoon.”

Chapter 642 A Good Match for Catherine

Branden heard Catherine suddenly change her mind, and his bright eyes lifted, staring straight at her.

“Because of me?” he asked.

Catherine didn’t deny it. It was a fact that she returned to Loxton early because of Branden, and there was no need to deny it.

Branden received the news in the morning that Edson had launched an attack on the Duncan Corporation. On Paxton’s side, everything was proceeding smoothly according to the previous deployment, and he had nothing to worry about.

But he was pleased knowing that Catherine was worried for him and had even changed her plans. It indicated a steady rise in his position in Catherine’s heart.

Branden looked at Catherine in a good mood. “If it’s for me, there’s really no need. You focus on your matters and don’t need to worry on my end.”

Although the Breens were powerful, Branden didn’t regard them highly. If they really moved against the Duncans, even if the Breens put their best foot forward, they might be unable to bring down the Duncans completely.

Seeing his confidence, Catherine didn’t continue. After dinner, she asked Branden to take her to the laboratory.

Rodge anxiously waited at the laboratory’s door, worried that Catherine might not show up. His heart finally settled when he saw her.

“Catherine, yesterday’s test results are out. It’s indeed as you said-the experiment data had a deviation, causing the infinite loop failure of the experiment.”

Catherine nodded toward him and then turned to Branden behind her. “I’ll contact you after I finish the experiment.”

After getting a response, Branden left feeling reassured.

The experiment calculations continued until the next morning, which was quite normal for the laboratory.

Experiments were long and tedious, often causing researchers to stay awake for days and nights, fully immersed in the laboratory.

After a sleepless night, both Catherine and Rodge were still energetic. They had become accustomed to these days without a sense of time.

Rodge’s mood was evidently high. The problem that had tormented him for a week was easily solved after Catherine appeared.

“Catherine, do you have to leave so soon? I still want to consult you on a few more questions, or maybe you could stay another day.”

Every time Catherine had to leave, he felt exceptionally reluctant. Catherine was his guiding light. When he encountered problems, only Catherine could easily help him out of trouble.

Catherine didn’t hesitate and directly rejected Rodge’s suggestion. “I have other matters. I’m leaving.”

Rodge could only bid farewell reluctantly.

At the laboratory’s entrance, Branden’s car had been waiting. When Catherine appeared, he immediately got out of the car, took off his trench coat, and draped it over her.

The morning breeze carried a slight chill, but the trench coat, just taken off from the man, carried the man’s body heat and instantly warmed Catherine’s heart.

After getting into the car, Catherine made a request. “To the airport, back to Loxton,” she said.

Branden’s face was stern, and he frowned. “In such a hurry? We can go today, but you should rest for a while before heading back.”

Catherine hadn’t slept all night and now had to go to the airport to catch a flight. Such a schedule would be too harmful to her body, and Branden wouldn’t allow her to harm herself like that.

Catherine knew what Branden was thinking and casually said, “It’s just one night without sleep.”

When they trained in the wilderness, they often went for days and nights without closing their eyes. What was worse was that they had to carry heavy loads through desolate places. They had come through just fine.

This was nothing compared to that.

“I want to rest in the apartment.” No matter how good Oceanvile was, the residence wasn’t an apartment personally arranged by Branden. She was used to the apartment, and nowhere else felt as comfortable.

Catherine insisted, and Branden had to go along with her, arranging for the car to go to the airport directly to fly back to Loxton.

The driver changed direction and headed straight to the airport.

“Everything’s arranged. Lie down and rest for a while.” Branden embraced Catherine, letting her rest on his thigh.

Catherine obediently lay down, closed her eyes, and rested for a while.

From the airport to boarding the plane, Branden held Catherine the entire way. He even demanded a special passage to board the aircraft as quickly as possible to let Catherine sleep peacefully.

When Catherine opened her eyes again, she was already on the large bed in the apartment.

It was somewhat unbelievable for someone who usually had shallow sleep to remain asleep throughout the journey from the plane to the apartment.

She lifted the covers and got out of bed.

Branden was not at home. There was a note on the table left by him. He had gone to the office, and food was arranged on the table for her.

While eating the meal Branden prepared for her, Catherine played with her phone. Soon, Ronin sent a message asking when she would return to Loxton.

Catherine directly called him and said, ” Come to the apartment.” And without waiting for Ronin’s reply, Catherine hung up the phone without hesitation.

Half an hour later, the doorbell of the apartment rang. Catherine got up to open the door, and there stood Ronin.

He looked at Catherine in surprise, excitement evident in his tone. ” Catherine, you came back early. I thought you would be delayed.”

Rodge sent numerous messages seeking help. He thought things were serious, but Catherine returned so quickly.

He wasn’t sure if Rodge was making a big deal out of nothing or if Catherine was just too powerful.

“Come in.” Catherine returned to the room, sat at the dining table, and leisurely finished the remaining food.

Ronin’s appetite was stimulated when he looked at the table full of delicious food. “Catherine, I haven’t had lunch yet.”

Catherine glanced in the direction of the kitchen. “Forks are in there. Help yourself.”

“Okay!” Ronin got up happily to take a fork and returned quickly.

The dishes on the table looked not only appetizing, but Ronin tried them and found that they tasted even better.

“Catherine, which restaurant did you order this food from? It tastes really good. I want to go there next time.”

Catherine casually said, “Branden cooked it.”

Ronin paused, unconsciously swallowing the large piece of meat. He almost choked on it.

He took a big gulp of water, struggled to swallow, and then looked at Catherine with an incredulous face.

“Catherine, Mr. Duncan’s cooking skills are unexpectedly good!”

“Yeah,” Catherine replied casually. She then explained, “Practice makes perfect.”

In her words, there was a hint of pride. Ronin noticed it, and thinking that Branden practiced cooking for Catherine, he became happier.

“This man is quite reliable, a good match for Catherine,” he said inwardly.

Chapter 643 Sarcastic Remarks

Ronin had a hearty meal before remembering the reason he had gone to talk to Catherine.

Benefiting from Catherine and enjoying a meal prepared by Branden, Ronin felt it was worth it. “Catherine, I haven’t discussed the matter with you yet.”

Catherine, nearly done with her meal, put down her fork, leaned back comfortably in her chair, and gazed at Ronin. “It’s not too late to talk now.”

“Catherine, the Breens’ people have contacted the head of the Skybow Group. They want the Skybow Group to invest and collaborate in dealing with the Duncan Corporation.”

After Ronin finished speaking, even he couldn’t help but laugh. It was hard to decide whether the Breens were becoming more foolish or that they were truly powerful.

The big boss behind Skybow Group was none other than Catherine herself. Letting Catherine provide funds to the Breens to deal with Branden was indeed a joke.

Hearing this news, Catherine wasn’t surprised. Her cooperation with Skybow Group had always been kept secret, and only a few within Skybow Group were aware she controlled the entire organization.

The Breens were recruiting and seeking capital everywhere to minimize the losses within their organization caused by their confrontation with the Duncan Corporation. The best way to do this was to bring in more capital, using other people’s money to do their bidding.

Their plan was cunning, but they overlooked Branden’s considerable strength.

“Catherine, it’s almost ridiculous. They actually want us to go after the Duncan Corporation. Their minds must be quite muddled.”

Catherine lazily leaned on the chair, her relaxed expression showing some post-meal weariness. “No need to rush to refuse. Let’s see what they’re up to.”

She wouldn’t actively help Branden, but if the Breens foolishly approached her, she would clean up the mess, not seeing it as assistance.

Ronin immediately understood Catherine’s meaning and grinned triumphantly. “Catherine, rest assured. I’ll handle it.”

After a satisfying meal, Ronin prepared to leave.

Catherine picked up her coat and put on a duckbill hat.

Observing her demeanor, Ronin couldn’t help but ask, “Catherine, where are you going?”

Catherine, in constant motion, casually replied, “School.”

She had been on leave from school due to lab matters recently, and with the lab quiet these days, she decided to take a break from school.

Marshall had been handling her leave with other professors, but some teachers in other subjects had some objections. Marshall sent a message in the morning, asking her to attend class when she had time.

Bored at home, she decided to go to school. Besides Marshall’s specialized courses, she had to attend other classes.

Ronin’s face was happy when he heard that Catherine was going to school. ” Perfect, let’s go together. I get to go to school with you.”

In the afternoon class, Catherine appeared on time. Her presence attracted many glances.

Beautiful, with a cold personality, high intelligence, being a freshman arranged into the top professors’ lab, and reportedly having a big shot backing her, any of these tags were enough to draw attention and make people focus on Catherine.

Catherine, expressionless, walked to sit beside Amelia. Amelia, seeing Catherine after a few days of absence, was a bit excited. “Super Catherine, is everything resolved?”

“Yeah,” Catherine politely responded. She was never one to speak much.

Knowing her personality, Amelia didn’t feel anything wrong.

However, a student sitting nearby couldn’t help but comment sarcastically, saying, “Stop making a fool of yourself. Why is there the need to be so humble in front of her? You get nothing!”

Amelia was a bit displeased, knowing Catherine wasn’t being intentionally aloof.

Some people just had this kind of personality, and in her eyes, Catherine was a genius. Geniuses were often solitary, with minds too brilliant for ordinary people to understand, making communication difficult. She thought it was perfectly normal.

Amelia turned and gave a stern look to the talkative student. She disdainfully said, “Mind your own business if you have time.”

The student felt that her well- intentioned advice wasn’t appreciated and thought Amelia was hopeless, so she stopped bothering with Amelia.

Catherine didn’t take it seriously.

As the bell rang, the subject teacher walked in carrying books.

When the subject teacher saw Catherine, there was a momentary pause and a deliberate glance at Catherine. “Oh, a rare guest. I never thought I’d see Professor Hartley’s proud student in my classroom.”

Everyone knew whom the teacher was teasing.

No one would have thought that the teacher would hate Catherine so much and even satirize her openly.

Catherine sat quietly, her expression slightly changing, showing no indication of responding.

Receiving no response to the initial confrontation, the teacher felt no interest in the situation and decided to proceed with the lesson.

While explaining the textbook content, the teacher presented two challenging questions during the class.

“These two questions are something I recently came across online. They’re a bit tricky. I’ve taken the time to figure out the solutions, and I’m wondering if any of you would like to come up and give them a try.”

Instantly, a cacophony of discussions erupted within the classroom. Everyone in the room overcame countless challenges, proving themselves as elites among elites.

Several students had already started writing. The difficult problems seemed to bring out their instinctive competitiveness.

Everyone aimed to find the best approach to take the lead.

A good while passed, yet not a single person dared to give their answer.

With a raised voice, the teacher said, ” It’s okay if you don’t have the answers. You can also share your thought process. This question is challenging, so don’t be discouraged, everyone.”

Still, the classroom remained as silent as a graveyard. Sensing a lack of response from the students, the teacher started to feel a bit displeased.

She turned around, only to catch sight of Catherine slumped over the desk, fast asleep. Instantly, a surge of anger erupted within her. “Catherine, Catherine…”

After hearing the teacher calling her, Catherine slowly lifted her head from the desk and gazed up at the teacher.

Observing her nonchalant demeanor, the teacher didn’t hold back, adopting a somewhat sarcastic tone.

“Professor Hartley’s top student, right?

Both Professor Hartley and the principal praise your intelligence and high IQ.

Since that’s the case, come up and show us. Solve this problem for us.”

Catherine glanced at the question on the blackboard, realizing the teacher was deliberately making things difficult for her.

She responded, “I can’t do it.”

The teacher seemed surprised that Catherine wasn’t even willing to pretend to attempt the problem. She had expected Catherine to come up and make up an answer.

Catherine’s attitude completely infuriated the teacher, who began to make sarcastic remarks.

“Heh, it’s just so-so. Not as high IQ as they say.”

Seeing Catherine embarrassed, many people secretly laughed. Some brainless individuals would revel in the humiliation of a genius.

Compared to Catherine’s calmness, Amelia, as an outsider, appeared more nervous.

She subtly pulled Catherine’s hand and whispered, “I found the thought process to this problem in the evening.

Although it’s just the approach without the answer, you can at least go up and pretend to show something.

After all, the teacher said the problem is difficult, and you thinking of an approach so quickly will stop her from targeting you.”

Amelia believed that the most important thing was to give the teacher a way out so that she wouldn’t continue targeting Catherine.

Chapter 644 An Honor

Catherine did not embrace Amelia’s good intentions.

This approach was too foolish. If she could find the thought process online, so could any other student. Getting caught would be the real humiliation, and Catherine would become the laughingstock.

As long as Catherine didn’t want to, no one could force her to do anything.

It was not that she disrespected the teacher by not coming up to solve the problem; it was just that even if she did, this teacher already held a grudge against her and would not let her go.

The classmates, sensing the tense atmosphere in the classroom, couldn’t help but discuss in hushed tones.

“I heard that this teacher went to the principal. She strongly insisted that if Catherine doesn’t attend class, even if the school doesn’t expel her, she will give Catherine a failing grade for the final exams, ensuring she never graduates.”

“So, it’s all because of the fear of expulsion. I thought Catherine was so amazing, but it seems not.”

“The weak cannot overcome the strong, right? After all, she is a teacher, and Catherine is just a student.”

“Her arrogant attitude won’t change anything, even if she comes to class. The teacher will still be upset. If she’s so capable, why not solve the problem.”

The surrounding discussions continued, and Catherine, hearing them, paid no attention and read her book with an expressionless face.

However, the teacher at the podium had no intention of letting Catherine off so easily. She wrote another problem on the blackboard and then stared directly at Catherine. “This problem is simple enough, right? Come up and write down the solution steps.”

It was indeed a straightforward problem; many had already figured out the solution, but they also understood the teacher was intentionally making it difficult for Catherine. If Catherine said she couldn’t do it now, it would genuinely be on purpose.

Openly defying the teacher was not a minor offense. With an expressionless face, Catherine stood up, walked to the front, and politely took the chalk from the teacher’s hand. She didn’t seem angry with the teacher who intended to give her a hard time.

She heard a disdainful snort from the teacher behind her as she turned around. “Humph.”

Without saying anything, Catherine quickly wrote down the steps of the solution on the blackboard.

As she was about to leave, Catherine suddenly stopped. She casually wrote down the solution for the so-called difficult problem beneath it.

Seeing Catherine returning to her seat, the teacher turned around and was ready to mock Catherine. However, she paused upon seeing the answer.

Catherine not only solved the simple problem but also tackled the challenging one, providing a straightforward solution that was not only correct but also far simpler than the teacher’s complex process.

“Hold on!” the teacher suddenly shouted sternly.

Catherine stopped in her tracks, turning to face the teacher expressionlessly.

The teacher questioned her with a deep frown, “You clearly knew the solution, so why didn’t you come up earlier?”

Calm and composed, Catherine responded in a cold, clear voice, “I just thought of it.”

They said the problem was complex, so it was expected to take some extra time to think about it.

However, Catherine’s answer still shocked the teacher. It took her three days to come up with the solution, and hers was an unusually complicated process, unlike Catherine’s concise clarity.

In the teacher’s silent moment, Catherine said again, “There are three more ways to solve it.”

The teacher looked up sharply, watching Catherine with shining eyes.

She was a problem enthusiast, always fascinated by various problem-solving methods.

This was why she gave up a well- paying job in a foreign company and stayed to teach at the university. Here, she could pursue research and learn more purely while earning a considerable salary.

“Are you sure there are three more ways to solve it?” asked the teacher.

Catherine returned to the podium, and the teacher handed her the chalk again. This time, there was no mockery.

Catherine wrote down the other three solution methods on the blank space on the blackboard.

The entire class was stunned. After thinking for so long, they hadn’t even figured out the thought process. Catherine, however, had written out four ways to answer the question in a short time.

“Is this the difference between an ordinary person and a genius?” they thought.

Those who had been gossiping about Catherine were now silent, and even the teacher on the podium saw Catherine differently.

Unable to bear it any longer, the teacher asked, “Catherine, have you been working on experiments with Professor Hartley all this time?”

The rumors outside suggested Catherine had connections, especially with the principal. The principal and Marshall were like brothers, and it was said Catherine’s entry into the lab was due to these connections and was only for experiences.

This teacher loved to study complex problems in her daily life, and she was most displeased with this kind of student who pulled strings.

Coupled with the fact that Catherine had been on leave and hadn’t come to class, the teacher became increasingly dissatisfied with Catherine and couldn’t help but want to give her a hard time.

Catherine nodded without intending to explain further.

Amelia, beneath, couldn’t stand to see Catherine being bullied and quickly raised her hand, explaining to the teacher, “Ms. Bourn, I’m also in Professor Hartley’s lab, but I’m just doing odd jobs. Catherine is indeed working diligently in the lab every day, single-handedly managing an entire project. Other seniors can’t help, and even Professor Hartley occasionally comes to her for advice on lab-related matters. I can vouch for her; she didn’t skip class on purpose. She is genuinely working on experiments.”

All those present were taken aback by this statement.

Initially, they thought Catherine was just fooling around in the lab to add some experience to her resume for future job hunting.

After all, after graduation, having experience in Marshall’s lab would make anyone a target for major corporations.

However, Catherine not only went to the lab but also specifically managed a research project. What was even more terrifying was that even Marshall had to consult her on lab matters occasionally.

How did that sound so incredible? Yet, that was the truth; Super Catherine was indeed that formidable.

The way everyone looked at Catherine had changed. Catherine, however, remained expressionless. She seemed utterly unperturbed and showed no signs of being affected.

“Ms. Bourn, if there’s nothing else, I’ll return to my seat,” said Catherine.

The teacher paused momentarily, then subconsciously waved her hand, letting Catherine go back.

After Catherine sat down, some curious classmates approached her. ”

Catherine, did Professor Hartley really consult you?”

Catherine responded indifferently. “It’s not consulting; it’s just discussing problems with each other.”

Originally, becoming Marshall’s student was already a glorious thing. However, among their classmates, there was such a powerhouse. Now, all classmates looked at Catherine with admiration.

With such strength, Catherine’s future achievements were undoubtedly immeasurable. To be classmates with such a person was an honor.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the class to end. The latter half of this class felt like a dream.

Catherine pulled her hat from her drawer and put it on with a calm expression. She was about to leave when the teacher on the podium suddenly said again, “Catherine, wait!”

Those who were about to leave stopped in their tracks, wondering what the teacher was up to. “Is she planning to cause trouble for Super Catherine again?” they thought.

Chapter 645 Qualified to Be a Teacher

Catherine halted, turning around to see the teacher hastily approaching her. The teacher held out her tablet to Catherine, a smile on her face. ”

Catherine, I’ve got two problems here. What’s your email? I’ll send them to you. Take a look and see if you can figure them out.”

Catherine didn’t even take the tablet and glanced at the screen. Then, she asked Amelia beside her, “Do you have a pen?”

Amelia quickly pulled out her idol’s cherished pen and notebook. She was usually reluctant to touch them but handed them over to Catherine without hesitation. “Super Catherine, feel free to use them.”

“Thank you,” Catherine said politely. After taking the notebook and pen, she began answering on it.

The teacher, standing by, was completely dumbfounded. She had only intended for Catherine to think about the solution steps when she had some free time later. If Catherine could solve them, they could discuss them together.

Little did she know, Catherine started writing immediately. She was swift, and to an unknowing observer, it might seem like she had memorized the answers.

The teacher was well aware that Catherine hadn’t memorized them, as no one had solved these problems yet.

The person who set the questions posted them on a forum, promising a generous reward for anyone who could solve them.

A few minutes later, Catherine handed the solved steps to the teacher. “That’s it.”

The teacher took it, carefully examined it, and was dumbfounded. The steps were super concise, and the final answer matched exactly with what the problem setter provided.

The teacher looked up, staring at Catherine with shock. “Catherine, did you work on these problems before?”

“No,” Catherine replied straightforwardly.

When she was a professor abroad, she often assigned such problems as homework to her students. With her expertise, how could she casually search for such problems online?

The teacher’s eyes were filled with admiration for Catherine. “She’s really a genius,” the teacher thought.

She had been dealing with these problems for several days, but Catherine just glanced at the questions and effortlessly provided the steps to a solution. It was truly amazing.

Did a math genius like her need to attend classes? Of course not. The teacher even felt that Catherine was qualified to be a teacher.

“Catherine, if I encounter problems I can’t solve in the future, I’ll come to you for help. Don’t refuse me then,” said the teacher.

Catherine readily agreed, saying, “Ms. Bourn, let’s study together when you have time.”

Satisfied with the response, the teacher, afraid of wasting Catherine’s time, quickly let her go. “Catherine, it’s settled. Go do your experiments; don’t let me delay your time.”

The classmates, seeing the change in the teacher’s attitude, couldn’t help but admire Catherine. For a student to reach such a level was already at the pinnacle.

Though Catherine didn’t intend to head to the lab immediately, she didn’t want to linger in the classroom. After saying goodbye to the teacher, she quickly left.

After leaving the classroom, the subject teacher received a call from the principal, who summoned her to the office.

In the office, the principal scrutinized the subject teacher with a frown before emphasizing, “Ms. Bourn, I know you have objections to Catherine frequently taking leave. I understand your concern for the students, but special circumstances require special treatment.”

Earlier in the morning, the director had come to him, reporting that they witnessed the subject teacher publicly embarrassing Catherine during the morning patrol. He was advised to pay more attention to conflicts between teachers and students. The goal was to avoid escalating conflicts and affecting the learning of all students.

Marshall kept emphasizing Catherine’s importance and granted her leave continuously, causing many teachers to complain.

Among them, Amber Bourn was the most straightforward and complained the most, even threatening that Catherine would never graduate.

Sensing the severity of the situation, the principal called Amber, wanting to have a good talk.

“Ms. Bourn, Catherine is a bit special. Please be understanding,” said the principal.

Amber immediately nodded in agreement. “You’re right. Students like Catherine should indeed be treated differently. From now on, whether she attends my class or not, I have no complaints.”

Thinking Amber might be speaking in frustration, the principal tried to persuade her again. “Ms. Bourn, I know you care about the students, but…”

Seeing the principal’s misunderstanding, Amber quickly explained, “Sir, you’ve misunderstood. I didn’t mean that. I didn’t understand Catherine before. But now, I’ve seen her capabilities. A genius like her deserves special treatment. She might even change the course of scientific history in the future.”

The principal, suspicious, gave Amber a look. Seeing her genuine smile, he sighed in relief. “Ms. Bourn, you changed your mindset quickly.”

Amber smiled proudly. “Well, after witnessing Catherine’s prowess, how could I not? With her level, she might even be my teacher. Since I can’t teach her, there’s no point in wasting her valuable time listening to my lectures. If she’s willing to attend, I’ll be happy, and after class, I can consult her on some challenging problems.”

The principal, puzzled by Amber’s response, didn’t know how to reply. “Is Catherine really that amazing?” he wondered.

Marshall often told him about Catherine’s high intelligence, stating that even in their specialized research projects, Catherine surpassed him.

Recently, Winston from the computer science department also asked if he could make an exception so that Catherine could study computer science.

Winston would have accepted her if Marshall hadn’t insisted on keeping her.

Now, the youngest math professor in the department, Amber, kept praising Catherine, even suggesting that Catherine could be her teacher.

The principal could not help but wonder how strong Catherine was to make the teachers in their school, who usually held themselves in high regard, admire her so much.

After Amber left, the principal felt something was off. He immediately called Marshall. “Professor Hartley, let me tell you, keep a close eye on Catherine. Don’t come asking me for help if she gets snatched away.”

Marshall, bewildered, took down his phone and checked. It was indeed the principal’s number. “What’s wrong with you today?”

The principal sounded a bit impatient. ” Never mind me. Just remember, keep an eye on your student.”

With a student like Catherine in high demand, professors from their computer science and mathematics departments were already eyeing her. But that was not a big problem. After all, they were all in the same school.

But not long ago, Professor Sterling of Mistel also had his sights set on Catherine, and losing such a gifted student would be a significant loss for their school.

To prevent any uncertainties in the future, it was better to protect Catherine now and avoid her getting snatched away.

Chapter 646 Old Acquaintances

Catherine came out of the classroom and returned to the dormitory, lying on the bed playing games out of boredom.

She thought Branden would be busy with work today and wouldn’t have time to find her. However, just as she lay down, she received a message from him.

[Did you go to school today?]

Her slender fingers quickly tapped on the phone screen, and she promptly replied: [Just finished class and got back to the dorm.]

Shortly after sending the message,

Catherine received Branden’s reply. She closed the game she had just opened, jumped off the bed, took her coat, and pulled a duckbill hat down over her head.

The entire sequence of actions was smooth and impressive, exuding a handsome demeanor. Amelia, who was watching beside her, was stunned and only reacted when Catherine was about to leave.

“Super Catherine, are you going out?” asked Amelia.

“Yeah,” Catherine grunted and raised an eyebrow at her. “Anything you need?

Amelia quickly waved her hands, afraid of delaying Catherine’s important matters. “I was just wondering if you wanted to order takeout together. Since you’re going out, forget about it then.”

Catherine hadn’t expected Branden to come to her school, but he was already downstairs. “Next time,” she said.

Amelia had just mentioned it casually, but Catherine responded so seriously that it instantly brought joy to Amelia. With a face full of smiles, she happily watched Catherine leave.

Branden’s car was still parked in its usual spot, and he was leaning against the car door, completely focused on his phone. Only when Catherine appeared did he seem to sense it and look up.

“Is the company’s business done?” Catherine asked.

Branden nodded calmly. “Almost. Come on, I’ll take you to dinner.”

Catherine had no objections. She had returned to the dormitory after class, and it wasn’t too early to go out for dinner.

Paxton wasn’t home, so Branden drove and brought Catherine to a restaurant in Northeville. Branden led Catherine into a private room, and upon entering, Catherine found the others were already there.

Not only Triston and Aidan but also Withal and Zobber were present. Catherine raised an eyebrow at Withal, who pushed Zobber beside him to let her explain.

Zobber shrugged. “Catherine, it’s not my fault. Blame Aidan; he brought me here.”

Aidan immediately panicked. It was Zobber who insisted on coming. Upon hearing that Catherine was also coming for dinner, she rushed over. Now Zobber was blaming him.

It was too much, and Aidan immediately retorted with displeasure, “Why blame me? Didn’t you come on your own accord?”

Branden understood what Catherine wanted to ask. Seeing these two not making it clear while arguing, he explained to Catherine, “Their families have a long-standing friendship.”

After Branden spoke, Triston, enjoying the show, added, “Childhood sweethearts, betrothed since they were kids.”

Zobber immediately exploded and, grabbing a plate, threw it at Triston. ” Stop talking nonsense, or I’ll teach you a good lesson!”

Catherine only knew that Zobber had lived abroad since she was a child and didn’t expect her family to have connections with the Lanes. Truly, the world was small, even connecting in such a way.

Zobber was afraid that Catherine would misunderstand and quickly explained, ” Don’t get it wrong. Aidan and I just know each other. It’s not as Triston said.”

When she came to Loxton this time, she accidentally ran into Aidan. Since joining the Hacker Alliance, she hadn’t seen Aidan again. Who would have thought it would be such a coincidence? They met in Loxton and almost fought. At a critical moment, Aidan recognized her.

Aidan curiously glanced back and forth between Zobber and Catherine. He knew more about Zobber than anyone else. She had a bad temper and didn’t listen to anyone.

But now, she was so meek and humble in front of Catherine. If Aidan hadn’t witnessed it himself, he wouldn’t believe there was anyone in the world Zobber was afraid of.

Aidan was genuinely curious about Zobber’s submissive appearance, so he couldn’t help but ask, “Catherine, has this troublemaker been with you during her years away from home?”

The fact that Zobber joined the Hacker Alliance was unknown to her family, let alone Aidan, her childhood sweetheart.

All members of the Hacker Alliance maintained dual identities. Usually, they were busy with their daily lives and regular jobs, and only when a mission came in did they receive a summons from the chief.

Zobber hadn’t expected Aidan to inquire about her privacy suddenly. She shot him an annoyed look and swiftly changed the subject. “My affairs are none of your business. Hurry up and check on that order. Why hasn’t the food arrived yet? I’m about to pass out from hunger.”

Catherine shrugged at Aidan, indicating it wasn’t her fault. Zobber didn’t want to disclose more as the person involved, so Catherine didn’t say anything.

Aidan, a bit late in standing up, was scolded by Zobber. She shouted in displeasure, “You go quickly. You’re not hungry, but we are!”

Aidan was quite speechless. “This girl hasn’t changed her temper after so many years,” he said inwardly.

“With your temper, you’ll never get married in your life!” he retorted, but his actions were obedient. He stood up and, per Zobber’s instructions, expedited the food order.

With Aidan’s urging, the serving speed increased. Branden put the peeled shrimp onto Catherine’s plate. Observing that Catherine was eating a lot during this meal, he felt delighted.

“Eat more. If you like it, we’ll come again next time,” said Branden.

Catherine remained silent and ate Branden’s arranged food quietly.

Throughout the meal, she barely extended her fork toward the table. Branden, seemingly able to understand what she was thinking, had already placed the dishes she liked on her plate in advance, prepared and handled them ahead of time.

Zobber, resting her chin on one hand, looked at them with envy. “I don’t think we need to eat. I’m satisfied with just looking at you two.”

Everyone burst into laughter. For Triston and the others, seeing this wasn’t something new.

After dinner, they began discussing business.

Triston arranged today’s dinner. He and Aidan had been staying in Loxton recently and thought about coming out for dinner to discuss the ongoing war between the Duncan Corporation and the Breens.

Triston invited Branden out, and Aidan brought Zobber and the others. Branden, in turn, brought Catherine.

Now that they knew that everyone was on the same side, they could freely discuss some business topics.

Triston, seeing the scene of Branden and Catherine interacting intimately, couldn’t help but sigh. “Branden is so close to his girlfriend, but I still haven’t won over my girlfriend,” he said inwardly.

Audrey always said he was unreliable and refused to acknowledge their relationship.

But there was nothing he could do about it. After all, everyone knew he was a playboy, and prejudice was hard to change.

Triston sighed deeply and said, “Alas, stop being so intimate. Let’s get back to business. Mr. Duncan, I heard Edson, that foreigner, has been constantly contacting various capitals to besiege the Duncan Corporation, but none of his attempts succeeded. What happened?”

Chapter 647 I Don’t Have Money

Recently, the business world in Loxton has been tumultuous, mysterious, and unpredictable.

The Breens’ representative in Eskana, Edson, had joined forces with several major families to besiege the Duncan Corporation, aiming to destroy it completely.

Everyone was speculating on how long the Duncan Corporation could resist in the face of the fierce attack from powerful external capital.

The Breens even arrogantly declared that they would destroy the Duncan Corporation within three days.

The reason they dared to make such bold statements was that they had the capital to back it up. After all, unethical actions like this were not new for the Breens.

As a formidable top-tier capital force, the Breens were infamous overseas, showcasing the sinister nature of capitalists to the fullest.

Unfortunately, even the usually unbeatable Breens seemed to be facing a Waterloo this time. They had been besieging the Duncan Corporation for two days straight, with no successful attacks and a significant capital loss.

This turn of events restored confidence in the Duncan Corporation among those who initially doubted it.

Triston was particularly curious about how Branden achieved this. Having known Branden for years, he was well aware of Branden’s prowess, but he hadn’t expected Branden to be this formidable.

Waiting until Catherine finished her meal, Branden leisurely wiped his hands with a napkin and tossed it aside.

He then responded to Triston’s question. “Because this is Eskana.”

Attempting to kill local businesses on Eskanese soil, disrupting the Eskanese market to serve their capital interests- while this might be possible in other countries, it was strictly prohibited in Eskana.

This simple statement stirred Triston’s passion.

“Mr. Duncan, you’re right. These damn foreigners want to meddle everywhere. We can’t care about other places, but we can’t let them get away with bullying us at our doorstep.”

Branden looked up at Triston, a faint smile in his deep eyes, a subtle hint of cunning discernible if one looked closely.

“Mr. Lambert, since you’re so passionate, why not lend me some capital to get things moving?”

“Borrow money from me?” Triston hesitated.

Then, it dawned on him that he was being teased when he saw the amused expressions around him. “Mr. Duncan, I’m just concerned. Don’t tease me like that.”

Branden’s expression turned serious. ” I’m not joking. I really need to borrow money.”

This time, even Aidan couldn’t believe it. “Other things might be true, but being short of money is impossible for you, Mr. Duncan. How could you be short of money?”

Aidan knew Branden still had a 50 percent stake in the Skyline Fund, holding absolute control. Skyline Fund was a substantial financial reservoir; being short on funds was out of the question.

Branden glanced at the two, a cold look passing over them.

Triston, who knew him well, couldn’t help but express his confusion. “Are you serious?” he asked.

“Yes,” Branden grunted.

Triston and Aidan exchanged glances, both skeptical about Branden being short on funds. They guessed this was part of Branden’s strategy. Perhaps he couldn’t use his capital at the moment.

After discussing it, they responded generously, with Triston speaking on behalf of both.

“How much do you need? Give us a figure, and we’ll do our best to gather it. They knew Branden would require a substantial amount, and though the Lamberts and the Lanes were prominent families, they might not meet Branden’s needs.

They were prepared to assist wholeheartedly. The true test of friendship lay in times of need. The three of them had a really deep friendship.

Branden calmly said, “Thanks.”

Aidan couldn’t resist a playful comment, saying, “Well, I never thought I’d hear Mr. Duncan say ‘ thanks’ in my lifetime. It’s rare. This meal was worth it.”

Instantly, the atmosphere at the table lightened. Everyone laughed, and even the usually aloof Catherine had a smile on her face.

Zobber, however, didn’t quite understand. She could see the strong bond between Catherine and Branden, and she wondered why the wealthy Catherine didn’t help Branden.

As the chief consultant behind Skybow Group, Catherine’s call for funds to help the Duncans would be more direct than that of the Lanes or the Lamberts.

Zobber was just about to say something when Withal, who was on the sidelines, saw through her intentions.

Withal subtly kicked her under the table. Zobber turned to look at him and swallowed the words that were initially on her lips. She suppressed her curiosity and decided not to ask.

With everyone full and discussions concluded, they prepared to leave.

“She has class tomorrow, so we’ll head out first,” Branden said, standing up and pulling Catherine along.

Watching the couple’s graceful departure, Aidan couldn’t help but sigh. “Love makes people fall. Look at Mr. Duncan. He’s a perfect boyfriend. It’s truly enviable.”

In the past, they would have gone for a second round of fun after dinner. Classes the next day? Absurd!

Hearing Aidan’s words, Zobber couldn’t resist retorting, “Of course. No wonder Mr. Duncan is so outstanding. Unlike some people, well, forget it.”

Seeing the two about to start another argument, Triston and Withal exchanged glances, discreetly stood up, and generously gave up their seats. They would let these two argue to their heart’s content.

Catherine followed Branden into the car. Most of the others had some alcohol, but not Branden. As long as Catherine was with him, he wouldn’t drink outside.

Branden drove, stopping at a red light. In the silent car, his deep voice slowly sounded. “Don’t you want to know why I didn’t borrow money from you?”

The playful tone carried a hint of teasing, sounding more like a joke between lovers.

Branden sat in the driver’s seat, and Catherine took the front passenger seat. She propped one hand on the car window and tilted her head to gaze at Branden.

With delicate features and a hint of ambiguity in her exquisite eyes, she revealed a dazzling smile. “Well, if you mention it now, I’ll listen.”

Branden followed her lead, asking, ” Lend me some?”

Catherine turned her gaze away, somewhat triumphant. “I don’t have money. I’m not lending it to you,” she jokingly said and directly rejected Branden.

A trace of a smile passed under Branden’s eyes. He knew Catherine understood him and his intentions.

The Breens wanted to unite the power of capital to besiege the Duncan Corporation within three days. Since that was the case, he wanted to see, after three days, who would be the one defeated.

Chapter 648 What About Mr. Duncan’s Side?

The assistant rushed into the quiet study, holding the latest intelligence.

Since Edson was abducted and humiliated, the once flamboyant playboy seemed to have planted the seeds of shadow. During this time, he hadn’t been seen enjoying himself.

Finding him became increasingly easy; they just had to enter the study. Edson was reviewing documents, and his eyebrows furrowed when he saw the assistant hurriedly enter.

Seeing the situation, the assistant quickly knelt, cautiously saying, “Boss, I have the latest information to report.”

Edson suppressed his anger; he knew the assistant wouldn’t act so recklessly unless there were an urgent situation.

“What’s the situation?” His deep voice carried a thick sense of dissatisfaction.

The assistant lowered his head and said cautiously, “Boss, we’ve just received the news. The Lamberts and the Lanes are mobilizing a large amount of funds. Moreover, we found out that it was Triston and Aidan who issued the order.

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“Good,” Edson replied in a low voice, his mood instantly improving.

During this time, he had been besieging the Duncan Corporation. However, it was as if the Duncan Corporation had countless printing presses; no matter how they attacked, there was no end in sight.

Now, he finally had the opportunity.

The relationship between Triston, Aidan, and Branden was extraordinary. If Branden had an issue, they wouldn’t stand idly by. Behind them were the two prominent families, the Lamberts and the Lanes. This sudden mobilization of funds meant that Branden’s finances were thoroughly depleted.

He knew that with the Duncans alone, competing with such a powerful force was impossible for this long.

The Duncans’ subsequent funds were insufficient, while he still had the powerful backing of the Breens. Edson’s face showed a triumphant look. He had long set up the trap, and now he could finally proceed to the final stage.

“Arrange it. Action can be taken against the Lanes and the Lamberts now,” said Edson.

He had already arranged spies in companies under the Lanes and the Lamberts. Now, he would use these two spies to prevent Branden from accessing the funds of the Lanes and the Lamberts.

This way, with one more push, he could ultimately defeat the Duncans.

The assistant received Edson’s orders and immediately went to arrange things. “Boss, rest assured. I will make sure everything is arranged properly.”

Edson leaned back in his leather chair, and his face, which had been continuously gloomy for many days, finally lit up at that moment. He had said before that Branden was no match for him.

This time, he would make Branden fail completely. After the Duncans were defeated, Branden would be nothing more than a vagabond, and then he would make Branden experience the pain he had inflicted on him, doubled in intensity.

After receiving the notification, Triston immediately called Aidan. “Mr. Lane, how are the preparations on your end?”

A short while later, a weary voice came through the receiver. “Hard to put into words. I’m facing significant resistance here. Someone has already come up with responses in advance; I can’t free up funds to support Mr. Duncan.”

He had genuinely tried his best, exploring every possible solution. He hadn’t expected someone to extend their influence to his family’s company.

If not for this incident, he wouldn’t have known that the Breens had infiltrated so many people into their company, even tampering with critical projects.

After hearing Aidan’s complaints, Triston felt somewhat powerless. “My situation is the same as yours; I can’t free up funds.”

Aidan was shocked; it turned out it wasn’t just the Lanes facing trouble. Now, the situation of both the Lanes and the Lamberts was still manageable. His biggest concern was still the Duncans.

“What about Mr. Duncan’s side?” he asked.

Chapter 649 One Condition

Triston and Aidan, upon learning that their efforts to mobilize funds had been intercepted, tried everything but didn’t achieve much.

They hadn’t expected the Breens to infiltrate so thoroughly, completely cutting off their retreat and leaving them with no chance to prepare.

After receiving the news, Branden comforted them, telling them not to worry.

This only deepened their sense of guilt. They had hoped for a chance to help Branden, but now their once- prosperous family seemed so vulnerable.

Soon, news circulated within their circle that the Lamberts and the Lanes were facing financial problems, unable to support the Duncans.

That afternoon, the rising stock prices of the Duncan Corporation plummeted, significantly affecting its business. Rumors spread that this time, the Duncan Corporation was against the notorious Breens, destined for failure.

Edson sat in front of his computer, watching the brilliant scene he had set up. A satisfied expression appeared on his chiseled face when he saw the Duncan Corporation’s stock price plummeting.

He had said it before-opposing him meant a dead end. Branden dared to offend him, so he shouldn’t be surprised if Edson struck mercilessly.

Edson stood up in triumph, whistling as he left the office. He needed to savor this spectacular moment.

When Catherine emerged from the school building, she spotted Edson in front of her in a fancy outfit. Her eyebrows immediately furrowed, a hint of displeasure evident in her eyes.

Amelia noticed her change in mood and recognized Edson. She whispered a suggestion to Catherine, “Super Catherine, there’s another door at the other end of the classroom. Shall we go that way to avoid him?”

“He’s not worth it.” Catherine walked straight ahead. She was accustomed to others avoiding her and had never avoided anyone.

Amelia watched Catherine’s cool back and couldn’t help applauding. “She is truly extraordinary. Her aura is so powerful and impressive,” she exclaimed inwardly.

Edson noticed Catherine coming out and immédiately stopped charming the nearby female students, heading straight toward Catherine. “Hey, Cassie!”

Catherine acted as if she hadn’t heard and walked forward without glancing at him. Her face was cold and indifferent.

Edson was accustomed to being rejected by Catherine and did not give up. He increased his pace, blocking Catherine’s path.

Catherine narrowed her eyes, her low voice carrying a strong warning. “Get out of my way. Understand?”

Edson suppressed his anger, maintaining his last smile in an attempt to please Catherine. “Cassie, don’t be like this; we’re friends, aren’t we? Since we have time today, let’s have a meal together.”

Catherine had no intention of entangling with Edson and tried to walk around him to leave. After being rejected multiple times, Edson was a bit furious. His eyes now held a thick anger. “Catherine, stop!”

Catherine continued walking without turning her head. Edson could only play his trump card. “Don’t you care about Branden? Do you want to witness the bankruptcy of the Duncan Corporation?

Edson’s inner anger intensified when he saw Catherine stop. This was the jealousy of a man. He could not figure out where he had lost to that loser, Branden.

Catherine turned around, disdainful eyes locking onto Edson. “Speak if you have something to say.”

Catherine’s indifferent attitude completely angered Edson. No longer feigning affection, he revealed his true, sinister face.

“Cassie, the Duncan Corporation is finished. If you agree to marry me and return to the Breens, I can promise you one condition. For example, spare the Duncan Corporation.” Edson’s eyes exuded confidence; he was confident Catherine would agree.

Chapter 650 The Fainted Edson

Edson watched as Catherine turned and approached him step by step, a confident smile on his face. He had already assumed a stance, ready to face Catherine. “Cassie…”

Just as he uttered the first word of the next sentence, Catherine acted with lightning speed. She threw a punch, landing it squarely on Edson’s jaw. The force was too strong, causing Edson to tilt backward.

Catherine followed up with another punch to Edson’s abdomen, then delivered a fierce kick.

Edson fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string, completely unable to get up.

After dealing with him, Catherine brushed off the dust from her hands, wearing a disdainful expression as she prepared to leave.

She had warned others not to bother her, yet some people just didn’t learn.

As she turned around, Catherine saw Branden standing not far away. She stopped in her tracks, standing still and watching Branden approach step by step.

Branden reached Catherine, took her hand, and gently held it in his. “Going to eat?”

Catherine neither refused nor showed impatience, and Branden knew she had agreed.

Hand in hand, they left. When exiting, Branden deliberately chose the spot where Edson had fallen. He walked proudly with Catherine. As they passed by the fallen Edson, Branden nonchalantly stepped over him.

“Ah…” the already agonized Edson couldn’t help but let out a startling scream.

Branden frowned, cast an impatient glance backward, and quietly asked Catherine, “Did you hear a pig squeal?”

Catherine nodded in agreement. “Yeah. That pig is really annoying.”

“Yeah. Let’s not bother with the annoyance. Let’s go eat.” Branden led Catherine away, leaving Edson writhing in pain on the ground.

Edson woke up in the hospital, having just undergone orthopedic surgery.

His palm had fractures that needed repairing, and Catherine’s punch had dislocated his jaw, knocking out two teeth in the process.

The doctor informed him that, for the sake of his health, he needed to stay in the hospital for another week.

Edson, of course, couldn’t afford to stay in the hospital for a week. This was the opportune moment for him to attack Branden and bankrupt the Duncan Corporation; he couldn’t miss it.

Edson called his assistant, demanding to be discharged. He knew Catherine wouldn’t be persuaded now. The only thing he could do was make Catherine willingly come back with him.

Although Catherine was stubborn, she valued relationships. Edson believed that, in the end, he would be the one to win.

Seeing Edson’s battered appearance, the assistant, somewhat distressed, said, “Boss, rest well. Leave the rest to me; I’ll take down the Duncans and avenge you.”

Their plan was already in motion. Without financial backing, the Duncan Corporation couldn’t compete with them.

Both families were competing for the same project, and now the Duncan Corporation’s reputation was worse than theirs. The crucial point was that Branden’s funding had issues, making it impossible for the Duncan Corporation to secure such a significant project.

Edson understood all of this when the assistant said so.

Edson’s phone suddenly rang as they discussed how to make Branden suffer.

The caller was the head of the Breen Group in Eskana. Edson initially thought it was a work update, but after listening to the call, he fainted. He never expected to lose. “How could this be? What went wrong in the process?” he thought.