Chapter 8


    With a loud p that reverberated across this office, Catherine pped Anderson, which did not vent all


    of her anger, “Payback? How can you put Isabe’s child and Sophia and Lincoln side by side?”


    By mentioning Isabe’s child with her children, she felt an immense humiliation to Sophia and Lincoln.


    Anderson licked the corner of his mouth as a bloody taste started to spread in his mouth.


    “Catherine, don’t you think that I am thinking too highly of you?” Anderson reached out and strangled her,


    “In my eyes, you aren’t even qualified to help her wear her shoes.”


    “Oh.” Catherine let out a disdainful snort, her gaze a steely sharp one, “If you think I can’t even help to


    wear her shoes, what are you doing now? Are you pping yourself across your own face? Why are you


    taking away the children given birth by me?”


    “We are not qualified to be honoured by you, so I hope you can let our family reunite, Mr. rk.” She was


    not only beautiful, but her words were sharp and witty.


    Every single word that came out of her mouth dealt a major blow to him and make him bleed.


    Anderson pinned her on the door and stared at her with an frosty gaze, “The reason I’m not doing


    anything to you is because I am thinking for the children’s sake. Don’t try to provoke me, you can’t afford


    to bear the repercussions.”


    With her throat getting squeezed by him, Catherine said with difficulty, “What… do you… want from me


    so that the children cane back to me?”


    Anderson was feeling annoyed because the little ones were looking for their mother at home, and in his


    company this woman was looking for her children. As their father, he was a nemesis to them, and the


    more he thought about it the more his face loses its warmth.


    ‘There will be a business banquet at night. You wille with me to attend.” Anderson suddenly invited


    her, but the moment he spoke those words, he regretted them. How could Catherine qualify to be his


    partner?


    Catherine was thrown off by his sudden invitation. After revealing self-deprecating smile, a sudden surge


    of sadness came from within her heart. She had been in love with this man for many years, but all the


    time she was like a rat scurrying around in the dark, never to see the light of day. He hated her so much


    so he never brought her along to any public asions.


    Now she no longer loved this man, but he invited her to apany him to attend a banquet. Everything


    was so ridiculous.


    Anderson couldn’t stand seeing Catherine’s spiteful and stubborn and headstrong expression. He spoke


    coldly, “Although you disgust me, but at least in this circle, your face is still acknowledged by some.


    Coincidentally you can be of some use.” Catherine who was quick on the uptake immediately understood


    the underlying meaning of his words.


    As if struck by lightning, she was stunned without being able to move for a few seconds. Her heart then


    started to ache, which slowly permeated to all parts of her body through the coursing of her blood.”


    She imagined that she would cease to feel anything after a few years, but she found that her heart still


    ache after all those time. She forced a smile on her face while she called out gently, “Anderson.”


    Her voice was low and mellow, and in an instant Anderson thought that time had turned back to a few


    years ago when she was calling for him to have dinner. He subconsciously answered back, “What’s the


    matter?”


    “Time doesn’t make you more cultured; instead it makes you look even more shameless.” Catherine


    replied with sarcasm.


    Anderson’s face immediately darkened, and his depthless gaze was giving out a murderous aura. He


    jerked Catherine’s chin upwards and threatened, “Why, you don’t want to go? You can do that, but the


    children…”


    “Pl go” As long as she could get back her children. A pair of gorgeous eyes burning with hatred was


    locked with another pair which was cold as ice.


    The atmosphere around them was stretched thinly, as if a fight would break out at any moment.


    Suddenly, under such a tense ambience, Anderson’s phone rang.


    Anderson let go of Catherine and took out his phone, “Hello grandma.”


    “Andy, Sophia keeps on crying, shouting that she wants her mother. Do you think you can let Catherine


    come over to calm her down?”


    Since his grandmother was already old, her ear was failing day by day. Fearing that the other party


    couldn’t hear her well, her voice was ramped up a lot, which was heard by Catherine on the side. Upon


    knowing that Sophia who was always cheerful was crying now, Catherine’s eyes became reddened.


    Anderson listened to the wailing sound in the phone while shifting his gaze to a teary-eyed Catherine, he


    hurled the phone to Catherine with much annoyance. “Hello, Ma’am rk. Can you pass the phone to


    Sophia?” Catherine implored nervously.


    With a sigh at the other end which was followed by a period of silence, a sobbing sound with ragged


    breathing appeared all of a sudden.


    “Good girl, Sophia is the most obedient child. Don’t cry, don’t cry.” “Mummy… Ugh… I miss you.”


    “Sophia, don’t cry. Don’t be afraid, Mummy will go over to get you and Lincoln.”


    While she wasforting her child, she finally hid all of her anonymity and transformed into a mild-


    mannered and gentle woman. She was glowing faintly at the moment, which caused Anderson to lose


    himself in a daze. He had forgotten thest time he had actually focused his gaze on this woman.


    He had never looked at her like this ever since Isabe hade into his life.


    After getting to know this woman’s true colours, all he could feel was endless disgust. From then, he


    stopped looking at her squarely.


    When his mind wandered to Isabe’s death, Anderson shifted his gaze away from Catherine.


    After ending the phone call, Catherine swiftly left the rk Tower. She didn’t want to overstay here for


    even a minute. Moments after she had left, Anderson’s assistant came up with a stalk of chrysanthemum


    in his hand. Anderson recalled that woman’sst words before leaving, “Anderson, won’t you have


    nightmares every time youe to this office?”


    A cruel curve appeared at the corner of Anderson’s mouth. He directly threw the chrysanthemum into the


    rubbish bin.


    After Catherine had left the rk Tower, and before she could return to her hotel room, she received a


    call fromm her editor. Immediately after she pressed to answer, a torrent of sound bombarded her ears,


    “Why didn’t you update your work today? Do you know that you are still on the rmended list? If you


    don’t update anymore, you’re going to be cklisted by the management.”


    Only then did Catherine remember that she hadn’t uploaded a new chapter of herics. She


    immediately replied, “Il am in City W now, and in my draft box there is still some saved-up chapters. I will


    send you my passwordter on, please help me to upload it.”


    “You’re in City W? Do you have time? Come meet me, someone is nning to buy the rights to the


    adaptation of your work.”


    “The rights to my work?” Catherine was slightly shocked when she heard that. Heric was doing quite


    well, but the story wasn’t even halfway yet, yet someone wanted to buy the rights to theic. Catherine


    was really shocked because her work catered to a niche audiencepared to more mainstream works.


    “Yes. If you have time, let’s meet and talk. If not, we will chat on the inte.”


    Catherine checked the time and found that it was only ten in the morning. It was still hours away from the


    banquet mentioned by Anderson, so she decided to meet her editor.


    The two of them met at a café near the office buildings. Catherine needed to travel a little far to that


    ce, so by the time she arrived, there was a girl wearing Hanfu skirt (a kind of traditional Chinese attire)


    sitting on their reserved seat.


    “Hi, are you Lydia?” Lydia was her editor’s name.


    “You are October?” October was her pen name when she started drawingics. Catherine nodded.


    “You are so good-looking, so why don’t you do a fan signing event?” Lydia blurted out. Catherine had


    been refusing to stage a fan meeting previously and Lydia had misunderstood that it must be because


    she wasn’t very good-looking. Now that she had seen with her own eyes Catherine’s face, her heart had


    been screaming out that Catherine was too beautiful. She was almost entranced by Catherine’s beauty


    to the point that she decided not to be too strict with urging for hertest work, “Who knows, maybe you


    will attract countless fans who are after your looks.”


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    Catherine smiled, “That’s not the reason, but if time is allowed, we can do a fan signing event in the


    future.”


    Since Anderson had found her, she had no reason to be afraid anymore. Her fans had been urging her to


    organize a fan signing event which would be advantageous to her anyway, so she found no reason to


    reject.


    “Really?” Lydia never thought that she would be able to hear this pleasant surprise, “Then I’ll start


    arranging things for you. Your readers will be ecstatic.”


    “We can talk about thister on.” Catherine ordered a coffee for herself, “I reckon that I won’t have time


    lately.” She needed to make sure she could get back her children.


    Lydia patted her own head and began, “Right, I have forgotten what I am here for because of your


    beauty. I am here to discuss with you about the rights to your work. The buyer is offering a hefty sum, but


    with a catch. It’s up to you whether you can ept or not.”