Chapter 333  Catherine''s POV N  I just had a meal with Troy, but the next afternoon, he called me again.


    Although I didn''t want to go, I had to because I agreed with him.


    This time, Troy did not book a private room, and we ate in the hall.


    I didn''t care about it. Troy was the first to arrive. When I came, I asked him, "Didn''t you say there was someone else?"  "Yes, he hasn''te yet. Cathy, have some coffee first!" Cathy ced a cup of coffee in front of me.


    Just as the atmosphere became a little strange, an elegant voice sounded.


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    "Surprise!"  I looked up and saw Nick. He pulled out a chair opposite me and sat down.


    "Why are you here?" I was shocked.


    Troy smiled and said, "Cathy, he is my new boss, Nick! You should have known each other long ago!"  I frowned. How could I not know Nick? ke had always told me to stay away from him.


    "Catherine, what a coincidence!" Nick wore an elegant and friendly smile as he spoke to me.


    I could only force a smile.


    Troy turned to observe Nick''s reaction.


    It seemed that he was afraid of Nick.


    Nick was still smiling as he said, ""Catherine, is there a misunderstanding between you and me?"  "No!" I took a sip of coffee and asked, "I''m fine. Troy, how did you be Nick''s subordinate?"  Troy exined, "Cathy, I have to thank Nick. If he hadn''t given me a job, I would have starved to death."  "Alpha Wyatt, you are wee. You are talented and should not be ignored," Nick said politely.


    I frowned at his words and felt that things were not so simple. There were so many talented people, and Troy was not young anymore, so why would Nick choose him?  "Catherine, what do you like to eat?


    Order whatever you want, my treat!" Nick smiled.


    "No way. Nick, this meal is on me!" Troy said in shock.


    "With such a beautifuldy here, how can I miss this opportunity?" Nick joked.


    I sulked and wanted to leave. However, when Troy talked about Paisley, he looked remorseful and sad, and for some reason, I also felt upset. If I left, what if Nick made things difficult for Troy?  Forget it. Anyway, I had to eat. It made no difference where I ate.


    Thinking like this, I took the menu, beckoned the waiter, and ordered two dishes randomly.


    Nick took the menu that I handed over


    and added several more dishes. When Troy and I heard the name of the dishes Nick mentioned, our expressions changed at the same time.


    Nick ordered the most expensive dishes in the restaurant.


    While waiting for the dishes to be | served, I didn''t want to chat with them anymore, so I took out my phone.


    Nick didn''t speak, either. I felt that he was sizing me up.


    Troy was sitting next to me and looked anxious.


    After a while, the food was served. I didn''t intend to put down my phone. I kept looking at the screen while I was eating as if I was busy.


    "Cathy, can you give Nick a toast?" Troy begged me in a low voice.


    I knew that it was impolite to eat while looking at the phone, but I didn''t want to talk to Nick, even if it was through eye contact.


    I put down my phone and raised the  | coffee cup. "I have to work in the afternoon and can''t drink. Thanks for helping my father." "Catherine, it''s nothing. To be honest, I didn''t expect him to be your adoptive father!" Nick''s ability to lie through his teeth was amazing since Troy was still there.


    I took a sip of coffee and then stopped talking.


    Troy smiled, "Let''s enjoy the meal!" I was still annoyed. I ate quietly, Nick did not say much, and Troy kept


    looking at us.


    Soon, I put down my fork and knife and said, "I''m full. You guys take your time. I''ll take my leave first!"  "Cathy!" Troy immediately called out  to me.


    Nickughed. "Let her go. She needs to work in the afternoon!"  Since Nick said something, Troy didn''t say anything more.


    I frowned and left with mixed feelings.


    I could feel the change in Troy. When I was a young girl, I wished that he could care more about me.


    However, he always let me down. When I went far away or went to school, Troy had always looked gloomy, not saying


    a single word of concern.


    Even if I was bullied at school, I would still be scolded after I returned home.


    The trauma from my childhood made me sad when I thought about it now.


    ke''s POV  My private nended on my private tarmac.


    In the wind and snow, several ck cars were waiting by the side.


    I walked down from the lift, followed by Dowen and a few werewolf guards.


    "King ke!" The driver and a few werewolf guards greeted me.


    I nodded at them and gestured. "Let''s


    go!"  Sitting in the car, I leaned against the seat, tired. =  This time, I went to see Richard and learned more about the truth. Iwas almost sure that Marc''s seclusion was rted to Richard.


    However, how could I find proof?  It seemed that I had to go to Abigail tomorrow, and she might know something.


    When I returned to Mountaintop Vi, it was already midnight.


    [ went upstairs and walked to the children''s room as usual.


    I opened the door only to take a look at them. The two little guys were curled up in the quilt and sleeping soundly.


    " I didn''t want to wake them up, so I  | turned around and pushed the door of  | | the bedroom.


    | Catherine was lying on the bed. She |  ll was surprised to see me. Then, she took off her earplugs and said happily, "You''re back!" After being apart for a few days, we missed each other so much.


    Catherine wanted to throw away the  \ quilt and jump down, but I stopped her in a soft voice. "It''s cold. Don''t get up.


    I''m going to take a shower first!" After hearing my words, Catheriney down again. I took off my coat and threw it on the sofa. Then I turned to look at her again. I reached out to unbutton the gray vest and asked in a


    low voice, "How are the kids?"  "They are fine," Catherine replied softly. x "How about Emerson and Patricia?" I asked.


    "They are fine, too." Catherine couldn''t help but smile.


    I untied the buttons on my shirt, revealing my sturdy chest.


    Catherine was slightly stunned. I turned and went to the bathroom.


    Ten minutester, the door of the bathroom opened. I walked out wearing a gray robe. My short hair was still dripping with water, and I was wiping it with a towel.


    After drying my hair, I walked to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt


    gently, and sat down.


    It was warm under the quilt. I felt so good that Catherine had warmed the bed.


    "Come here!" I chuckled at her.


    Catherine moved toward me sweetly.


    She hugged my arm and rubbed her face against it lightly. "I thought you would be back tomorrow!"  "It was my original n. I happened to have nothing to do today." I gently touched her long hair.


    Her hair was soft, and it was as smooth as silk and it felt great when stroking it.


    "How did it go with Richard?" It was something that Catherine was most concerned about.


    "Not good." My face darkened, and


    then I sneered.


    "Did Richard do something to you?" Catherine asked nervously. yeeert "No, we had a meal. I suspect that he has something to do with what happened to Marc in the past." As I mentioned this, my expression became more serious.


    "What?" Catherine was shocked. She thought that I went to see Richard for the spy in thepany and the wolf pack. She did not expect that a previous crisis would be involved.


    "I do not have enough evidence, but I tested Richard. He looked guilty, so I was sure that he was rted to Marc''s seclusion." There was a hint of sadness in my tone. I hoped that this matter had nothing to do with Richard, yet it was more serious than I thought.


    Catherine looked anxious. "He is Marc''s younger brother."  "He values power and benefits. Back then, Marc was his only stumbling stone, so it was possible for him to do that." I felt quite disappointed.


    "Then what should we do? What are you going to do?" Catherine was scared.


    IT want to find evidence and convict him!" I said coldly. Even if Marc and Abigail could no longer return to the past, they should at least know the truth and not suffer from the pain anymore.


    "Do you know where to find proof?" Catherine asked.


    "I''m going to see Abigail tomorrow. I want to ask her about what happened


    | back then," I whispered.


    Catherine reached out and hugged me.


    Sheforted me softly, "You must n carefully. Don''t think too much about it. Let''s sleep now. I''ll go with you to see Abigail tomorrow."  "Alright, good night!" y down and hugged her warm body. I wanted to hug her like this all the time until I fell asleep.