Catherine did not deny it. "Yeah, I arranged for him to go out, but the specific task is temporarily confidential. Don't worry about his safety; if there's anything, I'll let you all know."Withal felt relieved when he heard Catherine's answer. "That's good, as long as he's safe."But deep down, Withal felt something was off. He thought Catherine was keeping something from them lately. If he hadn't known Catherine for so long and trusted her, he might have started looking into things."Catherine, if there's something, you've got to let us know," Withal added."Don't worry. I know what to do." Catherine hung up after saying this.Seeing the message popping up in the class group, Catherine changed her clothes and headed to the school.Today was the day for the class meeting. Although Catherine didn't attend all the classes on time during regular days, she would participate in important activities or meetings within the class, aiming to blend in.The formal start time was 2:30 in t
Amelia nodded without hesitation, looking at Catherine with admiration in her eyes."Super Catherine, I call you 'super' for a reason. You should understand how much I believe in you," she said.Faced with Amelia's unconditional trust, Catherine gave a faint, wry smile. "Don't trust me too much. I'm not exactly a soft-hearted person," she replied. In her life, kindness and weakness would only lead her into trouble.Catherine's response caught Amelia off guard. When Catherine thought she had startled Amelia, she heard Amelia say in a serious tone, "I believe you would never harm anyone, let alone kill. If you do anything, it must be under extreme circumstances. Kindness isn't just about doing good deeds. If someone loves life, takes care of themselves, and looks after their friends, they are kind people."Hearing this, Catherine glanced at Amelia with admiration.Amelia blushed at the look. "Super Catherine, why are you looking at me like that?" "No wonder you got into Styre Univ
At three in the afternoon, Catherine arrived at the agreed location on time. The other party, however, notified her of the address at two thirty. Upon receiving the address, Catherine promptly set off and arrived punctually. Just as she finished parking, a boy appeared beside her."Are you Catherine?" he asked. Catherine nodded, and the boy handed her a note. "Someone asked me to give this to you," he said."Thank you," Catherine replied, taking the note and opening it.It was a Sudoku puzzle, not too difficult. Catherine quickly solved it, revealing a simple set of coordinates. Following the coordinates, she soon reached her destination—a stylish restaurant that stood out amidst the surrounding skyscrapers with its industrial decor, exuding a distinct charm.Upon entering, a waiter guided her inside, leading her through a corridor to the basement. It was there that she discovered a totally different place."Miss Swann, your reserved private room is right here. Your guest is alrea
Cloude was momentarily taken aback by her response, then chuckled. "Well, I didn't expect you to be so patriotic, Miss Swann. It seems I really didn't do my job well and almost misunderstood you."Catherine glanced at the time. It was almost four o'clock, and if she didn't act quickly, it could disrupt the schedule for the press conference. "Mr. Cloude, if there's nothing else to discuss, let's get straight to the point.""Agreed." Cloude immediately consented to Catherine's proposal. His terms remained unchanged—he still demanded a fifty percent stake, with the rest open for negotiation.Catherine agreed, but also presented her conditions. "First, help me find Professor Warner and bring him back. Second, remove all online impacts on me. Third, regardless of how the lab operates, you must not intervene. You need to understand. I don't need anyone meddling in my affairs."Upon hearing Catherine's conditions, Cloude showed no surprise as if he had anticipated her requests. After asse
As the scheduled start time of the press conference approached, there was no sign of activity from the Duncan Corporation. This made the journalists present anxious, sparking a stream of discussions about what was going on. Some even started causing trouble.Someone asked, "By now, the lights should be dimmed, and we should be getting ready for the start. Could it be that the Duncan Corporation's press conference is just a sham, a ploy to drive up their stock prices?"Though these thoughts were not openly expressed, they all thought it made sense, especially since the announcement of the press conference had indeed caused a spike in the Duncan Corporation's stock prices.Paxton wanted to address these rumors but found that any explanation seemed to only make things worse. He looked turned towards Branden for guidance, but Branden remained unfazed, checking his phone briefly without finding any updates before returning to his previous calm demeanor.Meanwhile, Catherine rushed to th
The atmosphere at the press conference became increasingly tense. Paxton, unable to calm the reporters down, approached Branden for advice. "Should we ask some reporters to leave first?" he suggested. They had identified several troublemakers, and removing them might calm things down."No need!" Branden rejected Paxton's proposal. He knew that trying to cover it up would only make things worse.Looking at Catherine, he noticed a stain on her neck and gently wiped it off with a handkerchief. "What did you have for lunch? How did it end up on your neck?" he asked.Catherine, unsure of what to do, was surprised when he reached out toward her chest in public only to help her remove the stain.Catherine smiled helplessly. "I bumped into a waitress in a rush, and the food spilled on me," she explained."Why didn't you change your clothes after getting stained?" Branden frowned, knowing Catherine well. Though she was unconventional, she had a sense of propriety and wouldn't act recklessl
Branden held Catherine's hand high and displayed the image of them holding hands. He held a microphone and looked firmly at everyone, finally fixing his gaze on the female journalist who had just asked a question."Murder is a serious crime, and whoever commits it will naturally face legal consequences. If you have evidence or clues, please submit them to the relevant authorities as soon as possible. I believe you will get a satisfactory answer. Spreading rumors carries legal responsibility. My fiancée and I reserve the right to hold you accountable," he added.The warned journalist turned pale with fear. She had only wanted to pressure Branden to answer the question while everyone was present. It was a potential breaking story, not only increasing newspaper sales but also potentially propelling her career to new heights. Otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the risk.However, she never expected Branden not only to boldly respond to her question but also to issue a warning.The journ
In the lounge, Catherine sat bored on the sofa, undisturbed by the commotion outside.Paxton found the journalist's information. Although she wasn't a spy, her reputation was bad, known for exploiting others. She had even driven a poor student to suicide for the sake of publicity.After reviewing the information, Branden ordered, "Send this to the public relations department and release it all."Upon hearing the command, Paxton hesitated. "Shouldn't we just leak the information to some other journalists?" The female journalist was insignificant, yet involving the public relations department would make it a big deal. Paxton worried about the public perception of bullying a journalist.Despite Paxton's persuasion, Branden insisted, "Do as I say."Paxton, obedient to Branden's unwavering attitude, promptly carried out the order. Catherine was Branden's Achilles's heel, and anyone who messed with her would face dire consequences."Alright, I'll see to it," Paxton said after arranging