Ch. 951..960

Chapter 951 Just A Friend

Originally acting all high and mighty toward Catherine, Selene suddenly changed her expression and looked completely innocent.

Miss Swann, if you have any issues with me, just come for me. I can tell you straight up. There's nothing between me and Branden. We have no other feelings at all. You really don't need to put on a show here on purpose with Mr. Melton. It will only hurt Branden's feelings, you know?"

Watching her enthusiastic acting, Catherine wanted to give her a round of applause.

'Her acting is not bad. Compared to the previous few, Selene's acting can be considered pretty decent,' she said inwardly.

"What's going on?" Came the old and steady voice, instantly capturing everyone's attention. Selene immediately looked up, her eyes showing a mixture of excitement and frustration as if she was feeling really suppressed. "Mr. Karl...

If Catherine hadn't seen the smug smile at the corner of Selene's mouth, she really would have been fooled.

Karl slowly approached, and instinctively, the crowd separated into two paths, making way

for him.

Before Karl could even get closer, Selene took the initiative to greet him and stood by his side, speaking with much humility.

"Karl, this is Catherine. You should know her, right?" This might sound simple, but actually, it was quite tricky

Branden had long announced that Catherine was his fiancée. Selene was just trying to make people think that she was closer to Karl and Karl didin't even know Catherine.

Anyone who didn't know better might think Selene was the one Karl chose to be Brander's future wife.

Karl glanced over and happened to see Rylan standing next to Catherine, his brow furrowing instantly.

This scene was seen by Selene. She knew how strict the rules were in the Duncans. How could such an influential family allow her to embarrass herself in public? Especially when Catherine was openly seen with another man while Branden was away.

There was no way Karl would ever agree to something that embarrassed the Duncans like this.

She wanted to see how Catherine would get out of this dilemma. "Mr. Karl, beside Miss Swann is Mr. Rylan, a young talent with considerable assets. It is said that he has a close relationship with Miss Swann."

When Karl heard Selene's words, he looked even more unpleasant.

He spoke up before Selene could continue to stir things up. "Catherine, are you close with this dude?"

Karl actually asked personally, which meant he was really angry. Selene couldn't wait to see what would happen next. She wanted to see how Catherine would end up.

If Catherine dared to lie, she would definitely be the first to expose Catherine.

To everyone's disappointment, Catherine said, "Friends."

Even though she stood before Karl, Catherine wasn't very welcoming. Instead, she was even somewhat indifferent.

Selene was over the moon; she figured Catherine hadn't won over Karl's heart and just stopped trying to please him.

'Doesn't she know that doing this will just make Karl hate her more and more? Who does she think she is? It's really ridiculous,' said Selene inwardly.

After hearing Catherine's response, Karl looked toward Rylan with disgust in his eyes.

Rylan naturally noticed it. He didn't want Catherine to get hurt.

He reached out to grab Catherine, but before his hand even touched her arm, a black figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere to whack him away.

Karl was swinging his cane fast; then he straight-up smacked Rylan's arm. "Kid, even if you're friends, you gotta know when to draw the line. There are some people you just can't mess with!"

This cold, hard truth was definitely the biggest wake-up call for Rylan.

Karl used to be a big shot in Eskana. Even Rylan's grandfather would show him respect when seeing him.

After getting a whack, Rylan could only grit his teeth and bear it.

After Karl issued a warning to Rylan, everyone thought that he would then turn his attention to Catherine. However, Karl surprised everyone by changing his attitude completely.

He looked at Catherine with love written all over his face and a rare smile in his eyes. Catherine, he's just a friend, probably just a regular friend, right?"

Catherine didn't know what Karl meant, so she just nodded honestly.

Karl was over the moon, saying, "Since he's just an ordinary friend, then this dinner is not necessary. How about you have a meal with me instead? I'm getting old and hardly ever get to visit Loxton. The brat isn't home. If you're not keeping me company, I'll be all alone..."

'Is that still the imposing and famous Mr. Karl from the Duncans, with a pout and a tilted head? He's totally just an old man who's past his prime but still likes to act cute! thought Selene.

Standing on the side, Selene was dumbfounded because she had never seen Karl like this before.

Rylan was calm as a cucumber, not surprised at all.

In his opinion, as long as one knew Catherine, one would know how awesome she was.

If Karl really knew Catherine, there was no reason he wouldn't like her.

Some people just thought too highly of themselves and refused to understand the truth of the matter.

Catherine tumed her head to take a glance at Rylan when she heard the words.

Rylan decided to back off when he saw that Catherine had already agreed to have dinner with Karl. Catherine just turned to look at him as a formality.

He didn't have to embarrass himself and might as well be more generous about it." Catherine, Mr. Karl is right. He rarely comes to Loxton. Let's make plans to meet up again."

When Karl heard Rylan's words, his face showed a hint of happiness, and he thought Rylan was somewhat decent.

"Catherine, since your friend has made the decision. Let's go. This place just opened today. The boss has some connection with me. Let's go try it out." With that, Karl personally led Catherine away

He didn't even look at Selene the whole time. Not until they left did she realize what was going on.

All the people around her were looking at her with mocking looks, even tinged with pity and sympathy.

Rylan stared at her coldly, his smile filled with sarcasm.

Selene was so pissed. She never expected Karl to be this good to Catherine, even seeming to suck up to her.

'That Rylan guy not only did not help but laughed at me. How despicable!" she cursed inwardly.

Selene looked up with a cold gaze.

Chapter 952 Branden Came Back

In the private room, the waiter carefully served the exquisite dishes to the table.

Their boss had ordered that such customers were all top-level VIPs and needed to be treated with extreme care.

Whenever a new dish came out, Karl would turn it to Catherine. "Catherine, hurry up and eat! I can see you've lost weight. It must be that little brat Branden who didn't take good care of you. Now that I am here, I need to take care of you."

Catherine frowned tightly. She was sensitive to numbers; once she saw them, she wouldn't forget.

If she didn't remember wrong, she was much heavier now than the last time she saw Karl. How could she be thinner?

In the eyes of the elders, maybe anyone who hadn't gotten fat to the point of being round and plump was considered thin.

Catherine didn't bother to explain herself, quietly eating the food that Karl had placed in front of her.

Seeing her eat a lot, Karl couldn't stop smiling. "Keep eating. Being able to eat is a blessing."

Catherine paused for a moment in between bites and glanced up at Karl. "Mr. Karl, how come you suddenly decided to visit Loxton?"

"An old friend of mine got sick, so I came to check on him and also to see you. It's been a while since we last met. I really miss you guys. In front of Catherine, Karl didn't have his usual air at all. He was just a kind old grandpa.

Simon was watching Karl talk happily on the side, with a big smile in his eyes as well. "Miss Swann, Mr. Karl is always missing you. He mentions you more times than Mr. Branden, and he thinks about coming to see you every day."

When Karl heard that, he angrily lifted his head, glared at Simon, and said disdainfully, "You're talking nonsense! I only talked about Catherine. Why would I bother thinking about that brat?"

After scolding Simon, he turned around and smiled at Catherine. "Catherine, you gotta believe me. I root for you."

Karl could switch between two different attitudes easily.

Catherine gave a faint smile without much reaction.

She originally thought someone was intentionally doing it behind her back, but now it seemed like it might really just be a coincidence.

It was just that Karl came at the right time, so others took advantage of him.

Catherine had eaten quite a bit and was starting to feel full, but Karl was still enthusiastically promoting the food, afraid that she hadn't had enough.

Fortunately, the butler standing by the side was observant and stopped Karl from feeding her in time. "Mr. Karl, please spare her. Eating too much at once, Miss Swann's stomach may not

be able to handle it at night."

After hearing Simon's advice, Karl finally backed off. "Don't worry, Catherine, I'll still be in Loxton for a few more days, so plenty of time to treat you to something nice."

Catherine smiled on the surface, but inside, she was feeling pretty miserable.

This kind of love was better not to come too fiercely.

After finishing their meal, Catherine politely asked Karl where he was planning on staying for the night.

Simon politely responded to her question, "Miss Swann, Mr. Karl has a villa in Loxton. He has already instructed someone to clean it before our arrival, so we will be staying there tonight."

The Duncans had a huge business empire with assets all over the world.

It was totally normal for Karl to have a few mansions up in Loxton.

"Catherine, you going back to the apartment alone? Karl knew that Branden had bought an apartment near the school for Catherine's convenience.

He felt that Branden couldn't get things done, thinking, If he wants to buy a house, then buy at villa. A small apartment wouldn't be a match for Catherine.'

Branden's not here. Are you safe by yourself? Karl asked.

'In my home, the one who should feel unsafe would be someone else, right?' Catherine thought so in her heart, but she didn't say anything. She knew that Karl was just concerned about her.

"It's okay. I don't live alone. Mr. Theo and his grandson recently came to Loxton and are staying in our apartment building. Paxton and others are also around in the dormitory, so safety is not an issue." Catherine just wanted to explain to Karl that she was very safe, butto her surprise, Karl did not agree after she finished speaking.

Do they all live in your apartment?" asked Karl.

Hearing his misunderstanding, Catherine explained again. "It's not that they live in my apartment, but rather in the same neighborhood as me."

Branden was generous in buying the whole building, openly stating that it was for her safety, but in reality, it was just for peace.

Karl frowned tightly, his expression strange as he looked at Catherine. "Are there any vacant rooms available?"

Staring blankly, Catherine thought for a moment. "There should still be a few empty rooms available."

Upon hearing these words, Karl was delighted. He turned to Simon beside him and ordered in a commanding tone, "Make arrangements. I won't go to the manor. I want to go to Catherine's house to live with her."

Catherine was stunned, thinking, Karl is coming too? The apartment is going to bust now."

The apartment was purchased by Branden and could be considered an asset of the

Duncans. Catherine couldn't really say no. Since Karl desired to go, then let it be so. Seeing that Catherine didn't object, Karl smiled and looked at her. "Catherine, I can go back with you now."

Just as they walked up to the restaurant door, they saw a familiar car parked in front.

The man who was originally supposed to come back tomorrow morning not only came back early but also showed up in front of her right away.

Seeing Catherine and Karl, Branden immediately pushed the door open and got out of the car, walking straight toward them.

When Karl saw Branden, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, his face became so unpleasant, as if he had met a huge creditor. "You brat! I come all this way, and you just ran off on a business trip. Leaving me with your future wife. Are you so busy?"

Hearing criticism from Karl, even Branden could only obediently listen."Grandpa, how can you blame me? When you arrived, you didn't even inform me in advance. I happened to have something urgent to attend to, so I had to leave temporarily. Now I have rushed back as

quickly as possible."

"Hmph!" Karl raised his eyebrows disdainfully and coldly snorted. "Who doesn't know you are rushing over to pick up your future wife instead of visiting an old man like me."

Finishing, he turned gently to Catherine. "Catherine, it's windy at night. You should get in the car first!"

Like grandfather like grandchild. Their lines even sounded the same.

Catherine realized that the two had something to discuss, so she got directly into the car, leaving space for the two of them.

As soon as Catherine left, Karl's expression immediately changed. He looked at Branden with eyes full of disdain. "You brat, why are there so many troubles every day? Would the Duncan Corporation be doomed without you? You don't even pay attention to your future wife. If it weren't for me happening to be there, you wouldn't even know that your wife was taken away by someone. If you lose such a good wife, I'll kick you out of the Duncans." Karl said the last sentence with a serious tone. There was no hint of joking.

Karl might really kick him out of the Duncans if he lost Catherine. Branden naturally understood the meaning behind Karl's words. He gave a faint smile, his eyes filled with confidence. 'Rest assured, Grandpa. No one can take away my wife." Seeing the confident look on his face, Karl decided not to dwell on it. Just be careful."

Chapter 953 Thank You for Today

"Mr. Melton, our subsidiary companies have been reported by someone, resulting in over one hundred million losses." Rylan's assistant, in a panic, rushed into his house with the documents.

Rylan was about to rest at this time, but he got a call, so he was talking on the phone.

He didn't expect that as soon as he heard that Branden had returned, his subsidiary companies were reported, causing him a huge financial loss.

Branden not only had amazing tactics, but he was also quick to get revenge. He moved so damn fast when he threw a punch.

'I was just trying to have dinner with Catherine, but in the end, we didn't even get to finish dinner because of all the interference from the Duncans. Branden actually caused me to lose the revenue of my two subsidiaries for a whole year. This dinner is really sky-high priced, costing a hundred million,' said Rylan inwardly.

The assistant saw Rylan sitting there with a cold smile and not moving, feeling a bit anxious inside. After hesitating for a while, he finally spoke up to urge him. "Mr. Melton, what's the plan moving forward?"

Rylan turned to look at him with a wry smile. 'What else can we do? Just tell everyone in each department to be careful and minimize the damage as much as possible."

Hearing that, the assistant was totally confused. "Mr. Melton, don't we fight back? Or maybe come up with another plan to recover the loss?"

The assistant had followed Rylan for so many years and had never seen Rylan being taken advantage of like this.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have said such things after Rylan gave the order.

"Just do as I say. If Branden dared to make a move, they must be fully prepared. If we fight back, we will fall into the opponent's trap. By then, I'm afraid I'll have to pay more than just this!" said Rylan.

Even though the assistant couldn't understand what Rylan was saying, he knew that Branden was something.

He had been following Rylan for years and hardly ever seen him make a wrong decision. Okay, Mr. Melton. I'll get right on it.'

After the assistant left, Rylan looked up at the painting hanging in the middle of the study. That was a foreign character his teacher gave him back in the day, meaning "Endure."

Everything was possible as long as one had enough determination and endurance to withstand it until the end.

Branden took it away from him today, but he would surely retrieve it with interest someday.

Upon hearing that Karl had arrived, Mr. Theo immediately paid a visit.

The house he was staying in was right above Catherine's, so there was no need to take the elevator. Walking up one floor would reach Branden's home.

"Karl, where are you?" Before entering the room, Mr. Theo raised his voice and shouted loudly and clearly, full of energy.

Upon hearing the voice, Karl stood up from a distance to welcome him. "Mr. Theo, you surely know how to take care of yourself to maintain such strength at your age. Your shout resonated throughout the entire building."

Mr. Theo and Karl always got along like cats and dogs. Every time they saw each other, they started squabbling.

Simon and Scott were watching from the side while Branden hugged Catherine to go rest. The war between the two old men excited little interest in them.

When the people watching the play left, the two old men argued for a while and felt it was meaningless. They then went to the living room and sat down with Catherine.

Fortunately, the living room of the apartment was spacious, so even with so many people sitting, it did not feel cramped.

Just as they had barely taken a seat, Mr. Theo, who had just lost the verbal battle, was feeling dissatisfied and put on a friendly face as he glanced at Catherine. 'Cassie, Aaron introduced me to a new dish today. It is a dish of his own invention. The taste is truly exceptional. I will take you to try it tomorrow. How about that?"

Karl naturally knew that Mr. Theo was intentionally provoking him. He snorted contemptuously and muttered softly, "It's just a dish. Nothing special. Catherine, I know there is a Michelin-starred chef in Loxton who is a cooking master. I will take you there to dine. How does that sound?"

"What Michelin chef can compare to Aaron? His ancestors were royal chefs in the palace, and his cooking skills have been passed down for generations. Average nouveau riche had no chance to have such an experience. Money is not the answer." Mr. Theo was very confident. He knew that Catherine liked Aaron's cooking just like him, and he believed that he was winning.

Karl got a bit upset when he found out he was not chosen.

'I've never lost in my life. It's just a royal chef! Money still talks. I don't believe I can't find a good chef with money,' thought Karl.

Catherine turned her head toward Branden, who weakly shrugged his shoulders. These two old men were truly beyond his control.

Seeing the two about to argue again, Catherine could only step in herself to prevent the impending dispute. "Gentlemen, listen to me!"

The two who had been about to argue quieted down instantly and collectively turned to look toward Catherine.

"Say it, girl."

"My future granddaughter-in-law, what's the matter?"

Catherine then tumed her attention to Karl and said, 'Mr. Karl, have you not yet experienced the culinary of Mr. Aaron Melton? The taste is truly exceptional. Why don't we go together tomorrow as a way to welcome you?"

She personally extended the invitation. Karl naturally couldn't refuse. "Catherine, I'll go for your sake. You know, I have eaten all kinds of cuisines. It's all for your sake."

With a smile, Ca rine nodded and said, "Mr. Karl, I understand your thoughts!"

Having dealt with one, Catherine continued to persuade the next one. "Mr. Theo, do you have any objections? You are more familiar with Mr. Aaron. Why don't you be responsible for arranging the dinner?"

After Catherine coaxed Mr. Theo to be happy. Mr. Theo felt relaxed and naturally agreed to whatever she asked. "No problem. Leave it to me! Whenever you wish to eat, I will make arrangements for you at any time."

Under Catherine's persuasion, the heated argument finally calmed down.

The two returned to their own apartments under their respective arrangements, resting

peacefully.

After sending off everyone, the spacious apartment was left with only Catherine and Branden. Seeing Catherine standing at the window, quietly looking outside, Branden approached and reached out to close the window for her, then reached out to embrace her waist. "Thank you for today!"

Catherine turned her head slightly to look at him. Branden's eyes shone brightly like the stars

in the night sky.

"For what?" she asked.

"Thank you for making Karl so happy," said Branden.

His grandmother passed away early, and Karl had always been busy with work. The Duncans did not have many descendants, so Karl had been lonely for many years.

Over the years, he had always been very lonely.

Branden could tell Karl was happy to see Catherine.

Karl was also very pleased with Catherine's arrangements.

Catherine originally thought Branden was going to talk about lab stuff. To her surprise, he

thanks her for this.

She gave a little smirk and said proudly, "I'll treat people the way they treat me."

She was basically telling Branden that she knew Karl had been good to her.

Branden pinched her nose affectionately. "That's right.'

But I think there's one more thing. You better thank me properly for it," added Catherine.

Seeing her smile so brightly, Branden suddenly became interested. "What is it?"

"I gave a big gift for the lab. Shouldn't you at least thank me properly?" Catherine looked at

him with a smug look.

She didn't smile much, but it was captivating as hell when she did. That was why Branden loved seeing her smile.

Captivated, at first sight, he couldn't even bear to blink.

He squeezed Catherine's hand with a big smile of happiness on his face. "Yeah, you're right. I

really should thank you properly."

But the biggest thank-you gift Catherine gave him wasn't about the lab stuff. It was another

even bigger surprise.

'Just keep your hopes up and wait patiently,' she said inwardly.

Chapter 954 Selene's Background

The next day, when Catherine arrived at the laboratory, she ran into Selene again.

This time, Selene was already in the lab, looking like she was waiting for Catherine. Catherine glanced at her sitting in the lounge and walked toward the studio silently.

Seeing that, Selene was furious. She clenched her hands under the table to maintain a calm appearance. "Miss Swann, the coffee today is excellent. Care to join me for a cup?"

Catherine turned back upon hearing this and sat across from Selene. "Had a big breakfast at home. I can't handle coffee right now. Enjoy it yourself."

Catherine returned because she knew Selene wouldn't give up easily. Since Selene had come today, she wouldn't leave until the matter was settled. Catherine wasn't afraid of Selene. She just disliked trouble.

After some investigation, Selene found out how infatuated Branden was with Catherine. Not only did he shower Catherine with affection, but he even personally cooked meals for her every day. Selene thought it was absurd.

In her view, Catherine's words were a blatant display of Branden's skills, flaunting how willingly the president of the Duncan Corporation was to do things for her. Although Selene was angered, she pretended to remain calm and ignored Catherine's words.

Selene thought a lot, not knowing that Catherine didn't drink coffee simply because she didn't feel like it now. There were no elaborate reasons

Catherine's posture was assertive, unlike Selene, who enjoyed a more refined pose.

Selene had put in a lot of effort to integrate into high society, excelling not only in education and work but also in etiquette.

Seeing Catherine's sitting posture, Selene kept smirking. She said, "Sorry, Miss Swann. I usually maintain a refined demeanor. Those wealthy ladies around me are all very elegant. Your interesting posture was just too laughable.

Though Selene claimed it was interesting, she was actually mocking Catherine's lack of manners, suggesting she wasn't fit for the role of the Duncan Corporation's mistress. It was left unsaid but Catherine clearly understood it.

Facing Selene's provocation, Catherine chuckled coldly. "Miss Miller, my posture may not be as elegant as yours."

Selene arrogantly glanced at her and smirked. She leisurely lifted her coffee cup, took a delicate sip, and put it down with an exaggerated display of elegance. She seemed to show off her refined demeanor in front of Catherine.

However, she picked the wrong target. Catherine wasn't just intellectually superior and physically strong. She was also versatile. In terms of verbal sparring, even Zobber wasn't her match. Catherine simply chuckled.

Selene frowned, staring sharply at Catherine. "Miss Swann, what does this laughter mean?" "Just appreciating your efforts, Miss Miller. You changed your destiny through hard work and diligence. Despite being bom into an ordinary family, you exude the elegance of a noble lady. Miss Miller, you are so hardworking."

As the daughter of a regular driver, Selene insisted on portraying herself as a high-born lady. She could learn some things superficially, but she lacked the genuine grace that came from within.

Catherine had no intention to pick on her, but since Selene provoked her, she shouldn't blame Catherine for being sharp.

Selene's least favorite topic in her whole life was her background. Now, not only was it brought up in public, but it was Catherine who pointed it out. Selene couldn't bear it. She stood up abruptly and glared at Catherine. "What do you mean by that? Are you mocking my background?"

Catherine sneered and coldly assessed her. Selene was quite interesting. Despite wearing top-notch brands from head to toe, she managed to downplay her labels to subtly showcase her considerable wealth. Selene seemed to enjoy being hypocritical.

Miss Miller, is your family not an ordinary one? Or perhaps you come from a noble lineage? If so, my apologies for the misunderstanding," Catherine replied.

Selene was furious. Usually, others would think she had a privileged upbringing according to her demeanor. Facing Catherine's words, Selene had no chance to justify herself. At this moment, she felt embarrassed and humiliated.

Catherine deliberately mentioned Selene's background to hit her where it hurt.

Selene grew angrier. She initially planned to mention Catherine's rural roots, but she soon realized it wouldn't work. Regardless of where Catherine lived, she was the legitimate heiress of the Swanns, designated by Vicente himself. In this aspect, Catherine was far superior.

However, Selene couldn't swallow her pride. She glared at Catherine and clenched her teeth." Are you satisfied now, mocking my background? Does it give you a thrill?"

Catherine's expression didn't waver throughout. While Selene was upset, Catherine remained calm.

Miss Miller, is admitting your heritage that difficult for you? We don't choose where we're born, but we can choose how to live our lives. Your achievements speak for themselves. You've succeeded," Catherine said.

In Selene's eyes, Catherine's words weren't praise but a blatant insult. Furious, she slammed the table and glared at Catherine. "Enough! Is mocking me not sufficient for you? Must you also bring my parents into this to ridicule?'

Catherine casually shrugged. "I didn't mean that. If you misunderstood, I apologize."

Her attitude completely imitated Selene. She stormed out, not even bothering to look back.

Catherine stared at her departing figure and added, "Miss Miller, don't leave. Let's continue our chat!"

Selene, consumed by anger, had completely forgotten the purpose of her visit and left the scene without a word.

Catherine raised her eyebrows playfully and smirked. With this level of sophistication, Selene was nowhere near Catherine's league. She couldn't even engage in a simple conversation, yet she dared to act pretentious in front of Catherine. Catherine thought Selene was audacious

Chapter 955 Zobber's Conditions

Selene stormed off in a huff, and Catherine leisurely poured herself a glass of water. After drinking it up, she finally left.

Back in the lab, Catherine was ready to dive into work when she discovered someone had tampered with her office.

She habitually left a few strands of hair in specific places on her desk. They would fall off with the slightest touch. Upon inspection, Catherine noticed traces of fallen hair in several spots. Even though the intruder had been careful to restore everything to its original state, Catherine could still spot the irregularities.

Catherine's office was even more secure than Marshalls, and although she hadn't paid much attention, Marshall had made it clear to the entire lab that no one could enter her office without permission. It couldn't have been any of the lab researchers.

Thinking back to the morning when she wasn't there but Selene was, Catherine wondered if it could be her. Without hesitation, Catherine turned on her computer. She had installed the surveillance in her office herself, and all the footage was on her computer. From the video records, everything seemed normal with no signs of intrusion. This puzzled Catherine greatly. She was convinced someone had entered her office.

Uncertain about the methods used to erase the video records, Catherine couldn't help but admire the intruder's skill. If it was indeed Selene, she had some serious skills.

Catherine picked up her phone and dialed a number. Then she said, 'I'm sending you a few videos. Help me figure out what went wrong."

"Sure thing, Catherine."

After receiving a response, Catherine promptly hung up, ensuring efficiency and the other person's safety. Busy with lab work, she decided to delegate the investigation to someone else, especially when they were conveniently idle.

Upon thorough inspection, there were no losses in the lab. The intruder likely didn't get anything, as Catherine never stored important data in the lab, let alone in the expensive equipment boxes. Perhaps digging through her cluttered desk would yield more value. It was a foolish act for someone to break in without understanding her situation.

Nonchalantly, Catherine walked out of her office and headed toward the experimental room, as if the incident had never occurred.

*****

This time, Zobber contacted Finn and was subsequently brought to their secret base. After guiding her to a small room, Finn gestured for Zobber to sit and wait.

Waiting was something Zobber couldn't stand. During her SAT exams, if it weren't for the rule against submitting the test early, she wouldn't have just walked out. Otherwise, she could have scored the highest that year.

"Don't waste time. I want to see your head. Take me to him, the guy in the black robe from last time," Zobber said.

Her blunt attitude irked Finn. He thought Zobber was too arrogant and contemplated teaching her a lesson with his fists.

Unfortunately, in terms of physical strength, Zobber had never been defeated.

Finn relied on brute force, using his fists to settle matters. Zobber, on the other hand, learned street-fighting techniques from a young age, employing cunning and unpredictable moves. After a few rounds, Finn was considerably injured, and the injuries were in sensitive areas. Zobber provocatively raised an eyebrow at Finn. She said with a smirk, "You little brat, come again if you dare. This time, I won't hold back. If your happiness for the rest of your life is ruined, don't cry!"

Zobber's laughter irritated Finn. Despite knowing he might not beat Zobber with underhanded tactics, he decided to fight back. He thought as long as his fists were fast enough, he could teach Zobber a lesson and make her understand her situation. Then she will not dare to act recklessly.

With a burning rage, Finn was about to charge forward when a hand rested on his shoulder. A cold breath accompanied by a strange medicinal scent reached him. Finn immediately knew who it was. He stiffened and then slowly turned around. Instantly, all the hostility in him receded. He said humbly, "Sir, you're here."

Black Robe glanced at Finn and waved him off. Finn tactfully stepped aside.

Seeing his appearance, Zobber became cautious and restrained her posture a bit. She could mock Finn because she was still useful to these people, and they wouldn't kill her. However, Black Robe was not someone she could easily offend. He was unpredictable, much like a madman. She might be bold, but she wasn't foolish.

At the signal from Black Robe, Zobber moved to the side and took a seat. Once settled, she said, "Sir, I've agreed to your terms, but I need to upgrade mine."

Black Robe didn't show any joy at Zobber's agreement. He looked at her with a dark expression. With mockery in his eyes, he said, "You're as impatient as the rumors say."

Zobber openly admitted and showed no hint of embarrassment. "It's just how I am. If you're willing to accept, we can cooperate long-term. If you have any issues, once this job is done, we'll never cross paths again."

That was her approach. She didn't care about others' attitude at all.

Hearing Zobber's bold statement, Black Robe chuckled. "Well, in some ways, you're quite similar to Catherine."

'Sir, you're familiar with Catherine?" Zobber's abrupt question caused a sudden shift in the room's atmosphere. The room fell into silence instantly. Finn's face darkened, and he went on high alert.

Zobber calmly assessed Black Robe, trying to probe for information.

However, Black Robe was much more challenging to deal with than she had imagined. He just chuckled and easily addressed Zobber's question. He replied, "Of course, I need to know who I'm dealing with. I understand Catherine much more than you might think."

His words carried a strong waming undertone. Zobber quickly caught on. He was clever. He seemingly admitted something while actually revealing nothing, making it difficult for anyone to grasp.

After observation, Zobber realized the man was unfathomable, and she toned down her curiosity. "You are right, sir. Which aspects do you want to know? How about I tell you? Since we're cooperating, I should show some sincerity, right?

Black Robe didn't respond. He didn't care if Zobber genuinely surrendered or pretended to He only sought victory in the end. He said, "State your conditions."

Seeing him shift the topic so bluntly, Zobber understood he didn't want to dwell on it, so she abandoned her probing. "My request is simple. I'll help you deal with Branden, and in return, I get half of the Duncan Corporation, plus access to Catherine's research results."

Chapter 956 A Gathering

After hearing Zobber's request, Black Robe burst into laughter, as if he had heard a particularly amusing joke. "Zobber, you may be small, but your appetite is certainly not!"

Mocked by Black Robe, Zobber immediately jumped up to refute. She said, "I'm 5.5 feet. Are you making fun of me for being short?

This unexpected remark left Black Robe momentarily speechless. As Catherine had mentioned, Zobber was unpredictable and hard to control.

Turning serious, Black Robe decided not to joke with Zobber any longer to avoid delaying matters. "Zobber, I can tell you clearly. Getting Catherine's research results is absolutely impossible. If you're not willing, I can find someone else. With the Duncan Corporation, I believe many people would be willing to serve me. As for you, if you don't cooperate with me, I'm sure you know what awaits you. No need for me to say more, right?"

Indeed, Zobber knew what awaited her. She would be constantly hunted, face continuous troubles, and have a life of hiding and evading. Just thinking about it. Zobber couldn't help but shudder. She smiled pleasingly at Black Robe. "Let's discuss it again. I don't need it all. Half is enough."

Black Robe remained silent, and Zobber continued, "If half won't work, then one-third."

With Zobber still in a bargaining mood, Black Robe spoke again, his tone much more serious this time. "Zobber, this isn't a market. There's no need for you to haggle here. If I say no, it's no. The conditions are set. You make your choice."

After much contemplation, Zobber finally made a decision. "Alright. I'll take a loss. Let's go with what you said." Then she added, "Hurry and give orders. What should I do next?" Zobber looked eagerly at the man, appearing quite anxious. I'll finish it as soon as possible and settle this matter."

Black Robe narrowed his eyes and looked at her coldly. "Go back for now. I'll inform you if needed.

Since there was no intention to act now, she didn't need to be in a hurry. Zobber promptly stood up and left the scene.

Once she was far away, Finn dared to speak, whispering, "Sir, Zobber daring to make such requests, is there something influencing her from behind?"

Black Robe coldly smiled. 'She's just testing my limits today, trying to see how much I can give her. She wants to gain as much as possible.

Zobber had quite an appetite, daring to request access to Catherine's research results.

"What do we do then?" Finn asked.

Black Robe squinted his eyes and stared in the direction Zobber had left. He said coldly," Keep an eye on her."

"Yes, sirl

*****

Catherine agreed to have dinner with Karl and Thomas at Aaron's place today. She finished work early.

Thomas was waiting for her downstairs in the lab building. As Catherine descended to the ground floor, she saw him. He asked, "Cassie, are you done with work?"

"Yes," Catherine replied. Even with just one word, it brought joy to Thomas. He looked excitedly at her. "That's good! While work is essential, life is also important. Let's go together to Aaron's place. We can share the location with Karl once we arrive.

It seemed Thomas's main purpose for waiting for her was his last sentence. Catherine saw through it but didn't reveal it. She nodded with a smile, agreeing to his decision. She didn't mind going earlier or later. It wouldn't make a difference.

Unexpectedly, before they even left the school gate, they encountered Karl's car head-on. The car stopped steadily in front of Catherine. Without waiting for the butler to assist him, Karl impatiently pushed open the car door, quickly got out, and walked toward Catherine with a smile.

Karl said, "Catherine, I'm here to pick you up for dinner. Are you happy?"

Thomas became annoyed as soon as he saw Karl. He stood aside and glared at Karl. He had come up with this plan with great difficulty, only to have it disrupted by Karl. So he was extremely angry.

Facing Karl's enthusiasm, Catherine remained indifferent. That was her typical style. For unfamiliar people, regardless of their identity, she wouldn't bother acknowledging them.

"Mr. Karl, Mr. Theo and I were planning to go to Mr. Aaron's place. Since you're here, why not join us? We can chat on the way," Catherine suggested.

Hearing Catherine's proposal, Karl, who was initially reluctant, agreed. He said, 'Sure. I'll follow your advice."

The group boarded Karl's car together, heading to Aaron's place.

Thomas had informed Aaron in advance, so today's dinner was exclusively for them. Aaron was already waiting at the door.

Thomas, you bringing so many friends here. Quite lively!" Aaron said.

"Aaron, if not for your love of peace, Id come here every day. Catherine loves your cooking, and I'm willing to accompany her, Thomas replied.

While the two chatted, Karl was left aside. He felt very uncomfortable, and his face darkened.

Catherine sighed inwardly, finding it amusing. Karl used to be a powerful figure in his younger days, but now he behaved so childishly.

Catherine sent a message to Branden, who was on his way.

Seeing Karl looking downcast, Catherine took the initiative to approach and engage in conversation with him.

Meanwhile, Thomas noticed that Catherine was talking with Karl. He realized his plan foiled

again and felt unhappy. He pulled Aaron over and said, "This is Karl, the grandfather of Branden you met before."

Aware of Branden's identity, Aaron immediately recognized Karl. "I didn't expect you to visit here," Aaron remarked.

Karl, pleased with the friendly attitude, engaged in conversation, and the atmosphere gradually lightened. As they chatted, they decided to play chess.

Observing this, Catherine excused herself and went to the backyard to rest.

"You're here!" A sudden voice interrupted Catherine's thoughts. She looked up to see Rylan standing at the courtyard gate.

Rylan was Aaron's grandson. It wasn't surprising to see him here.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Rylan explained, "I've been here with Grandfather these days. Didn't expect you to come here."

Catherine smiled faintly and remained silent. Since it wasn't intentional, there was no need for explanations.

Chapter 957 Mutual Affection

Suddenly, an attendant approached with some medicine and a glass of water. 'Mr. Melton, Mr. Aaron has prepared your medicine. He said it will help if you take it as soon as possible," the attendant said.

Upon hearing this, Rylan changed his expression. He looked unpleasant and wary.

The sudden change in atmosphere left the attendant bewildered. The water in the glass was hot, causing his hand to strain, yet he dared not speak up.

Catherine glanced at him and said to Rylan, "Your grandfather is right. The medicine should be taken as soon as possible."

Rylan paused for a moment. Then he took the glass from the attendant. He was expressionless as he waved the attendant away.

Relieved, the attendant immediately retreated.

Rylan unpacked the medicine, and the pungent medicinal aroma hit Catherine's nose. Without tasting, she could tell it must be very bitter.

However, Rylan took it without wrinkling his brow.

Mr. Theo is here as well. If you're not feeling well, you might want to see him," Catherine advised.

Upon hearing this, Rylan lifted his head and gazed at Catherine with a tender expression." Catherine, are you showing concern for me?

Catherine looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "Do we have a feud?"

Rylan was momentarily stunned, unsure how to respond. After a while, he slowly shook his head.

Catherine continued, "Since we have no feud, why would I wish for you to fall ill?*

Rylan realized, and he was relieved. As he looked at Catherine, her eyes seemed even gentler. He replied with a smile, "You're right. When I have time, I'll pay a visit to Mr. Theo and see if he's willing to help."

Thomas wasn't an easily accessible doctor. Whether he treated someone depended entirely on his mood.

A buzzing sound came from Catherine's pocket. Without checking it, she knew who was calling

As she prepared to leave, passing by Rylan, Catherine suddenly stopped and casually looked at him. "Don't avoid medical treatment. You know that, right?" Even a child understood this principle, so if Rylan didn't get it himself, there was nothing she could do.

As adults, everyone was responsible for their choices, and Rylan was no exception. He understood Catherine's meaning. He replied with a somewhat bitter smile, "I know. If you have something to do, go ahead."

Hearing that, Catherine left without looking back.

Although she didn't say anything. Rylan could easily guess who was looking for her. The changes in Catherine's expression revealed everything. As her phone vibrated, amusement glimmered in her eyes. It indicated the truth.

Because she cared about that person, her emotions could be changed simply by a phone call. Unfortunately, this didn't belong to Rylan. He envied that person madly but was helpless.

******

Catherine emerged from the backyard and spotted Branden leaning casually by the door. Judging by his posture, he must have been standing there for a while. "Why didn't you call me when you arrived?" she asked.

Branden glanced beyond Catherine to the direction behind her. "Seeing you two engrossed in conversation, I didn't want to interrupt."

Catherine squinted and assessed Branden with a playful smile. He was spouting nonsense so seriously. Intentionally moving closer, Catherine reached him and tilted her head to stare at his beautiful eyes. "Are you really not disturbing or are you feeling jealous and sulking?" she teased.

Branden disdainfully turned his head away, not wanting Catherine to see his awkwardness. Jealous? Is that necessary?"

Catherine thought he was really arrogant. She couldn't pass up this opportunity for banter, and she looked at Branden with a smug expression. "So, you're saying even if I'm flirting with other men, you wouldn't be jealous?"

"Of course not," Branden replied without hesitation.

Catherine frowned, preparing to deal with this stubborn man. But then Branden confidently declared, There wouldn't be any other men to begin with. Anyone who dares to covet you would end up shark food in the western Patrific."

Any man daring to have designs on Catherine would pay the price. Branden wasn't jealous because Rylan wasn't worthy of being his opponent.

Catherine was momentarily stunned, and then she playfully inquired, "What if I fall in love with someone else or develop feelings for another person?"

Branden suddenly sneered. On his handsome face, his once gentle eyes instantly darkened, and his entire aura became incredibly intimidating. In a cold and terrifying voice, he stated," I'm capable of forcibly taking you away."

Even if Catherine liked someone else, Branden wouldn't hesitate to keep her by his side and ensure that man never appeared again. Branden admitted to being domineering, acknowledged his authoritarian nature, and was willing to accept criticism for forcibly seizing what he wanted. That didn't matter. Once he fell in love, he didn't want to let go.

Branden gently caressed Catherine's cheek and stared at her affectionately. 'My love is too possessive. I hope it hasn't scared you away."

He was always cautious while loving Catherine. He had never dared to fully reveal his feelings, fearing that his excessively domineering love would frighten Catherine. Now, he showed his true self. Even if Catherine wanted to leave, he wouldn't allow it.

Catherine was momentarily stunned by Branden's words. This reaction left Branden internally conflicted. Accustomed to a smooth life, he was always confident. But he only treated Catherine carefully.

After a while, Catherine came back to her senses. She smiled and looked at Branden with her bright eyes. She wrapped her arm around Branden's, leaning gently against his side. She said gently, "What a coincidence! I happen to be the same kind of person. It seems we're the most suitable, a one-of-a-kind pairing."

She was just as domineering, selfish, and assertive as he was. If she set her sights on something, even if it meant taking it forcefully, she would find a way to keep it by her side.

Branden's tense expression gradually relaxed. He felt happy that everything turned out so luckily, and the girl he liked happened to like him. There was nothing more joyful than mutual affection.

Chapter 958 Fate Is Unfair

Catherine and Branden walked hand in hand out of the courtyard. Thomas noticed them first. He nudged Karl and said with contentment, "Karl, you might not be much, but your grandson is quite nice. He matches well with Cassie."

Karl felt a bit displeased. He was about to retort. But upon careful consideration, he thought Thomas's words, though not pleasant, were somewhat accurate. Uncharacteristically, he didn't argue and instead nodded in agreement. "Catherine is exceptional. Otherwise, I

wouldn't have agreed to Vicente's proposal so readily and made the betrothal for Branden early on," Karl said.

Karl's words imitated Thomas. He knew Karl's business acumen was sharp, never engaging in unprofitable deals. Unexpectedly, Karl was just as discerning in judging people. When Catherine was still very young, Karl had already set his sights on her and chosen her for Branden.

Reflecting on it now, Thomas became even more unwilling and retorted, "You old rascal, at that time, Cassie was just a few years old, and you were already thinking of her becoming your granddaughter-in-law. You are so cunning."

Karl coldly snorted and replied, "You're just jealous!"

As Catherine and Branden entered, they heard the two old men bickering. Catherine shook her head helplessly.

Branden lightly patted her hand to ease her. He asked, "Has dinner started?"

Thomas's attention was immediately redirected. He smiled at Catherine. "Cassie, are you hungry?

Catherine, in cooperation with Branden's hint, nodded. "A bit."

Thomas promptly stood up. "I'll go to the kitchen and urge Aaron. I'll also lend him a hand." And so, Thomas left.

With no one to play chess with and no one to banter with, Karl found it boring. He could only focus his attention on Catherine and Branden.

Branden pulled out a chair for Catherine and poured her a cup of coffee.

Watching Branden's attentive behavior and the proficiency with which he served, Karl couldn't bear to look. He found it hard to believe this was his proud grandson. Thankfully, the one being served was Catherine. Otherwise, he might feel frustrated.

NAAN

After dinner, they sat in the courtyard to rest. Due to Aaron's presence, Rylan remained silent throughout, not drawing much attention.

Karl, having not seen his grandson for a long time, began chatting with Branden. He asked," What have you been busy with lately? I see you leave early and return late. Don't neglect Catherine. Otherwise, I'll be cross with you." After saying this, he cast a glance in Rylan's direction.

It was only after arriving here that Karl learned Branden's love rival was Aaron's grandson. He thought it was truly a coincidence.

Branden stared at Catherine affectionately. He grasped his grandfather's meaning and replied, "'I've been busy with the affairs of the institute recently. The results of the

experiments will be out next month. Once that's done, I can be completely free to spend time with Catherine.

With the vast Duncan Corporation relying solely on Branden now, Karl could understand his hardships. "As long as you have plans for yourself."

Unnoticed by everyone, when Branden mentioned the experimental results, Rylan's expression changed. Rylan suddenly spoke up and drew the attention of everyone. "You have no time for your fiancée, but plenty of time to meet other women."

As the words fell, the gazes of the three elders shifted between Branden and Rylan. Thomas looked somewhat unpleasant, while Karl's expression was even more grim. Karl would never allow Branden to betray Catherine. If such a thing happened, Karl would be the first to drive Branden out and cut ties with him.

Karl tumed to Branden with a stern expression. "Branden, explain yourself. What's going on?"

Branden sneered, and his eyes darkened as he stared at Rylan. "There's nothing to explain. It's just regular business dealings."

Rylan wanted to say something, but he was stopped by Aaron.

Aaron said, "Rylan, matters between the couple are none of your concem.

The words 'couple' pricked Rylan's heart. He wanted to say something more but swallowed his words back.

Even though Rylan didn't press further, Karl didn't intend to let his grandson off easily. He thought Branden's explanation was not enough. Karl turned to Catherine and asked, Catherine, what do you say?"

Catherine remained composed and said calmly, "Most of the news on the internet is exaggerated. Mr. Karl, you know her. It's Miss Miller whom we met the day before yesterday."

'Miss Miller?" Karl pondered for a moment before realizing who Catherine was talking about. After grasping the situation, he chuckled and continued, "So, it's the young lady from the Millers. This matter is absolutely baseless. I know that girl, and there's nothing between her and Branden."

Back in her childhood, Selene used to follow Branden around, but he paid her no attention and even scared her to tears a few times. If there was something between them, Catherine would have no chance to be with Branden.

The topic deliberately brought up by Rylan was treated as a joke by everyone, and the conversation quickly moved on.

Rylan felt uneasy and couldn't shake the belief that there was something more between Branden and Selene. From Selene's attitude, it was clear that she was hiding some secrets.

After some time, Catherine began to feel drowsy. Seeing her squinting, Branden stood up and pulled her along, preparing to take her back to rest.

As they were about to leave, Thomas and Karl naturally couldn't stay behind for more idle chatter. Besides, considering their age, staying up late wasn't an option.

Once they left, Rylan's face darkened.

Observing this, Aaron sighed silently and consoled him, "Rylan, some things cannot be forced. If it's not meant to be yours, let it go."

Rylan tightly pressed his lips, remaining silent. He never believed in fate, and he was unwilling to accept the course of destiny. All fate brought him was pain. He couldn't accept what he desired to be destined to belong to someone else. Since fate was unfair, he would strive for it on his own terms.

Inside the apartment, Zobber, who had just played a few games, was drifting off to sleep. She planned to doze off in that position. Suddenly, a ringing sound echoed. It startled her and caused her to sit up abruptly.

She instantly opened her eyes and became alert. Glancing at the unfamiliar number on the screen, she instinctively knew it probably wasn't some telemarketing ad. She answered the call, bringing the phone to her ear.

A deep, ominous voice came from the other end. "In a month, the Duncan Corporation's showcase is your time to strike. Wait for my signal!" Before Zobber could fully grasp the

situation, the caller hung up.

Zobber was perplexed. Withal lightly nudged her. "What's going on?

Chapter 959 Bring Catherine Down

Zobber turned around and briefed Withal on the situation with a puzzled expression. She said, "It seems like I got a call from Black Robe just now. He told me to take down Mr. Duncan at the Duncan Corporation's showcase in a month."

Withal frowned and then turned to make a call to Catherine. Two minutes later, Withal turned back to Zobber with the update. "The information is confirmed. Catherine says the Duncan Corporation's showcase is indeed next month, not publicly announced yet, and only a few people internally are aware of it."

Zobber exclaimed in excitement, 'Wow! These people are too formidable. Information like this should only be known by the top executives of the Duncan Corporation. They must have deep connections to get this intel so quickly.'

Withal sneered with disdain. He replied, "If they weren't planted in the higher-ups, how could he boldly promise you half of the Duncan Corporation?"

Zobber found it made sense. It seemed that Black Robe had more than one operative within the Duncan Corporation. She asked, "Withal, what should we do now?"

Withal shrugged nonchalantly. "What else can we do? Just do as he says."

Zobber was surprised and thought inwardly, "Does he really think I'm a member of the Black Robe organization? Expects me to take orders unquestioningly?"

Withal quickly sensed Zobber's thoughts. "Don't forget what we told you before. If you can't do it, you have to step back from this mission. Remember that you've already betrayed the Hacker Alliance, and you and Catherine are not on good terms. Understand?"

They all knew the prowess of Black Robe. For Zobber to gain his trust, she should change her attitude. If she showed reluctance in betraying Catherine, she wouldn't be able to fulfill the task.

After some contemplation, Zobber understood his words. "I got it. Don't worry. I won't jeopardize the mission."

Withal wasn't concerned about the mission failing. He cared more about Zobber's safety. He didn't want anything to happen to any of his friends.

In the late night, the office was still illuminated. Selene stared at the photos she had just received on her desk, her eyes reddened with anger.

Not long ago, her father had called. He warned her to stay away from Branden to avoid unnecessary media attention. He also advised her not to harbor unrealistic thoughts, emphasizing that Branden was beyond her reach.

Selene thought inwardly, "Why? I'm educated and good-looking. Besides a slightly lower social status, how am I any worse than Catherine? Why does everyone tell me not to fantasize about Branden? Am I that undeserving?" Selene refused to give up. She glared at Catherine's photo with resentment. She was sure her father wouldn't call without reason. Only Karl could influence him. Without a doubt, Catherine must have schemed behind the scenes, prompting Karl's sudden concern.

Selene became angrier as she thought about it. This matter couldn't be left as it was. She had to make Catherine pay.

When Rylan returned to the office, he noticed the lights still on in Selene's office. Slowly entering, he saw Selene holding Catherine's files with hatred in her eyes. He knew she was plotting revenge against Catherine.

Sensing someone approaching, Selene looked up. Upon seeing Rylan, she said with a cold smile, "Mr. Melton, don't tell me you're here to visit me."

Rylan walked up to her and took Catherine's files from her hands coldly. Scanning her with mocking and cold

eyes, he warned, "Don't forget your mission. Your target is Branden, not Catherine."

Selene laughed and then replied, "Worried, huh? I haven't even made a move yet. Rylan, our goals are the same. My target is Branden. However, nobody said I couldn't mess with Catherine. I'm doing it. What are you going to do about it?"

Suddenly, Rylan gripped Selene's delicate neck. "Don't take my warning lightly. If you want to challenge me, go ahead. I'd like to see how long you can survive!"

He looked at Selene with his cold eyes. There was no hint of joking in his words.

Selene realized that if she didn't agree, Rylan would kill her. She remained silent and refrained from provoking him further. The standoff continued, and the atmosphere became tense.

After a while, a ringtone shattered the silence. Rylan answered the call. His cold face gradually darkened. After the call, Rylan reluctantly released Selene and warned, 'Remember my words. Don't test my patience."

Selene stared at him coldly. She maintained a defiant attitude outwardly but felt immensely uneasy inside. It was a fear of death she couldn't suppress because she knew Rylan was serious.

After saying that, Rylan turned and left the office without giving Selene another glance. Once he was gone, Selene was relieved and collapsed to the floor. Her legs felt shaky. If not for the timely call, she might not have survived tonight.

Rylan's sudden return to the office wasn't for work. He was here to warn Selene for Catherine.

Selene detested Catherine. In her view, Catherine was slutty and always hooked up with men. She turned the Duncans into her pawns and even made Rylan stand by her.

However, Selene gained something this night. She was originally unsure of how to deal with Catherine, but Rylan's appearance provided her with an opportunity to bring Catherine down.

Since everyone seemed to be on Catherine's side, Selene was determined to make them realize what kind of person Catherine truly was. Selene wanted to witness her downfall when no men supported Catherine.

Chapter 960 A Leakage

'Miss Swann, it's been a while since you provided our organization with any updates. Is our collaboration still on?"

Hearing the slightly threatening voice on the phone, Catherine responded with an aloof attitude, "Just wait."

After delivering her words, Catherine promptly hung up the phone. She was completely unconcerned about the other party's reaction.

On the other end, Black Robe was somewhat angered, feeling that Catherine had shown him a great deal of disrespect. In the next moment, an email automatically popped up on his computer.

Frowning, he opened the email and examined its contents. Not many could stealthily breach his computer's firewall and pop up a message. Catherine happened to be one of those few.

After reading the email, Black Robe smirked. He finally understood why Catherine could decisively hang up on him without fear. It was simply because she could afford to offend him.

As he gazed at the experimental data on his computer, Black Robe's smile became brighter. He immediately sent this experimental data to his subordinates. If they acted swiftly, perhaps they could make it before the release of experiment results at Branden's laboratory. If so, they could achieve a great victory.

'Urgent notice! Professor Hartley's team members, please come to the conference room for a meeting!"

Upon hearing the broadcast, everyone paused their work and headed to the conference room. Passing by Catherine's office, a few senior students noticed her buried in literature and called out to her.

Catherine lifted her head, looking dazed but adorable. "Do I need to go too?"

The senior students were accustomed to Catherine's demeanor. They knew that she was seemingly aloof, but careless and adorable in daily life. One of them said, "You should go. Professor Hartley would emphasize if you needn't go. This meeting is probably mandatory."

Hearing that, Catherine put down her literature, grabbed her phone, and joined the others. She didn't want any special treatment. Since there was no such instruction this time, she would attend like everyone else.

Arriving at the conference room, they felt that the atmosphere was unusual.

Several high-ranking officials from the university were present. Not only that, the room exuded a tense atmosphere, as if something significant was about to unfold.

Everyone tensed up and became cautious. Catherine followed two senior students to sit down, awaiting the commencement of the meeting.

Once Ultan confirmed everyone's presence, he instructed the security to lock the conference room doors. With a serious expression, he took the microphone and said, "Everyone, the reason for gathering you here today is due to a significant incident in our laboratory. We've experienced a major leakage of experimental data, more severe than any previous occurrence. This is extremely serious, concerning the entire laboratory's glory."

Ultan was stem, and the topic was undeniably weighty. Tension filled the conference room, as everyone sensed that something substantial had happened. Whispering conversations circulated, and anxiety gripped the room.

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Farrell, what exactly leaked? We have no idea about the situation, and it seems extremely difficult to uncover the mastermind behind this."

Another one said, "Yeah. What kind of data leaked?"

Then, a third one asked, 'Is it related to Professor Hartley's team? Otherwise, why only summon members from our experimental group?"

The room buzzed with voices, and everyone felt incredibly upset. Marshall oversaw more than one experiment, and the experimental group had multiple projects. Now, everyone wanted to know which project had encountered a problem.

Ultan sighed heavily. Then he raised the microphone and answered, "It's the experiment on the development of the seventh-generation chip."

After that, silence enveloped the room, and everyone was stunned. No one had anticipated that such a crucial experiment, exclusively handled by Catherine, would have a leakage. Besides her and Marshall, no one else had

access.

Yet, no one suspected Catherine or Marshall of betraying the experimental group. Marshall's integrity was well- known, having successfully completed numerous significant experiments over the years without any leaks.

As for Catherine, it was even less plausible. She was the lead researcher. The public revelation of this experiment would bring her tremendous recognition. Catherine couldn't pass up such an opportunity.

Each researcher had their aspirations. Nobody believed Catherine would commit such an act. People began speculating about the mastermind behind the leak, but subconsciously, Marshall and Catherine were excluded from suspicion.

Catherine, originally resting with closed eyes, perked up upon hearing Ultan's announcement.

Marshall, who had been closely observing her, felt an ominous premonition upon seeing her sudden attention. He hoped it was just a baseless speculation.

"Mr. Farrell, did you say the data from the project under my supervision was leaked?" Catherine suddenly spoke, capturing everyone's attention.

Ultan looked at her and nodded. "Today, I received an email report claiming that the data from your experimental project was leaked, and the leaker received a substantial bribery payment."

After a moment of silence, Catherine spoke again, shocking everyone present. 'The experimental data was shared by me, but there was no substantial bribery involved."

Her words created an instant explosion in the conference room. Just earlier, everyone had instinctively ruled out Catherine. Yet, no one expected that she had leaked the experimental data herself. They wondered what her motive could be. She was the lead researcher, and leaking data offered her no advantages. They thought Catherine was out of her mind.

Everyone stared at Catherine with shock and disbelief. She stood there, composed as ever, and no one knew what she was thinking about.