Chapter 73


    When the car stopped, the door was opened.


    Henry rushed to the car and respectfully greeted the young man who took the lead. “Mr. Guzman, what


    brings you and the other misters here?”


    The young man was wearing a pinstriped suit with ck suit pants. His hair was light yellow, and he


    looked fancy.


    Henry was indeed overbearing, but he could only behave obediently in front of this young man.


    But Mr. Guzman ignored Henry’s paying court to him. He looked at Henry in dislike and said with


    dissatisfaction, “Piss off! Don’t get in my way to see the true big shot here.”


    With that, the young man shoved Henry away and led the others to Catherine.


    The dozen young men who came were more powerful and wealthier than Henry. The leader, Keith


    Guzman, had the most influential family among them in the underworld.


    It could be said that Keith was the future leader of the underworld.


    No one dared to offend Keith.


    He had the power to be bossy there.


    However, such a bossy person changed his look in front of Catherine. He put away his lordly manner


    and was well-behaved as he walked over to Catherine. There was a ttering grin on Keith’s face as he


    said, “Catherine, why didn’t you tell me that you woulde here? Am I not one of your friends?”


    Keith always yed it cool and was taciturn. Now that Catherine was there, Keith became at


    chatterbox.


    “I heard an awesome silver-ck Harley-Davidson was here, and I guessed it was you. I told my


    friends it would be eye-opening and took them here in case they missed it. I’m smart, right?”


    Keith’s fellows were shocked. They were curious who this girl was and why Keith, the future underworld


    leader, would be so respectful to her.


    Catherine eyed him casually but did not speak.


    But Keith felt ttered by that nce. He thought thrillingly, “Oh gosh! Catherine looked at me just


    now!”


    Catherine checked her watch and thought that she should get going. She had dyed for long enough


    because of this ident.


    Catherine pointed her finger at Henry and said tly, her tone calm, “Keith, this guy lost a bet with me.


    He owes me his leg. You know what I mean.”


    Keith understood and said in reverence, almost down to his knees, “I know what to do, Catherine.


    Leave it to me, and you can rest assured.”


    When Keith’s words fell, someone handed him a baseball bat.


    If he hit Henry’s leg with it, Henry would be disabled without a doubt.


    Henry wanted to flee, but it was toote. He was pinned down by some of Keith’s fellows.


    Catherine knew what would happen next and had no interest in the scene. She was about to leave, so


    she shot a nce at Branden.


    Branden got on the motorcycle when he heard Henry yelling.


    “Let’s see who dares toy a finger on me! It’s the Duncans who are behind me! I’m one of their


    rtives!”


    Catherine raised her eyebrows at Branden, but thetter shook his head slightly, meaning he had no


    idea what Henry was talking about.


    Catherine got off the motorcycle and to the ground. Branden followed behind her.


    She moved toward Keith, and Keith stopped his move and said to her, “Catherine!”


    Henry thought Catherine was scared after he told her his identity, and he was smug.


    He squinted at Catherine and scoffed. “How is it now? Are you scared? Well, you should be. No one


    dares offend the Duncans in Casier. Even the Guzmans should show respect to them.”


    Catherine smiled wickedly, which caused Keith to shudder and sent shivers down his spine.


    He knew the smile was saying that someone was bound to get unlucky.


    Henry was a fool. A hopeless fool. He had no idea who Catherine was.


    Catherine was a big gun that even Keith’s father would be respectful to. It was a joke thinking that she


    would fear the Duncans.


    The smile on Catherine’s face gradually faded away. When the smile waspletely gone, she


    suddenly made her move. She was so quick that no one saw how she made her move. All they could


    feel was a whoosh blow.


    Then a desperate roar escaped Henry’s mouth and pierced the night air.


    “Ouch!”


    That was not enough. Catherine stretched out her hand to pull Branden from behind her. She looked


    daggers at Henry, and her eyes were like two ice skates ruthlessly stabbing into Henry’s heart.


    “Open your eyes and have a good look. This is the current big cheese of the Duncans. He’s Branden


    Duncan!


    “You don’t even recognize him. How dare you im that the Duncans are behind you?”


    Her stern voice astounded everyone around her.


    And her words caused an uproar.


    Even Henry forgot to shriek in pain. He just gaped at Branden in horror.


    Who would’ve thought the leader of the Duncan Corporation would take a girl out and have a car chase


    in the middle of the night?


    And the girl actually pushed Branden around. It was too shocking!


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    The imposing manner of Branden could not be faked. Besides, he was stunningly handsome. Who


    could say that it was not Branden?


    Yet, Branden, who let Catherine do whatever she wanted, was not irritated. It was just there was a hint


    of resignation in his bright eyes.


    Well, Catherine was his girl. She wanted him to be up there with her, and he would be.


    After saying so, Catherine did not care what other people’s reactions were but took Branden’s arm and


    left.


    The rest of the people rubbernecked at their figures and was at a loss.


    Henry, in particr, knew he was so screwed.


    His family had been relying on the Duncan Corporation to make a living. Now that Branden. knew how


    he used the reputation of the Duncans to boss around, Henry knew what his fate would be. Branden


    would not let him and his family off.


    It was nothing that he lost a legpared to the destruction of his whole family.


    Watching the silver-ck Harley-Davidson motorcycle speeding away, Keith could not help but snap


    his fingers and exim with awe. “She’s damn cool! Even a big potato like Branden Duncan listened to


    her! That’s amazing!”


    On the way home, it was still Branden running the motorcycle. This time, he drove it at a regr steady


    speed.


    Catherine got tired. She rested her head on Branden’s broad back quietly.


    When they drove past a busy business street, Catherine sat up straight abruptly.


    Branden immediately sensed something wrong with her. He jerked his head back and asked her with


    his eyes, “What’s wrong?”


    Catherine stared at the front and said coldly, “Stop now!”


    Branden found a ce to stop the motorcycle without dy. Catherine walked to the business street


    while Branden followed behind her and blocked the crowded people for her.


    Catherine came to a halt. Her eyes, staring ahead of her, became even more menacing.


    Branden followed Catherine’s stare and saw a man and a woman.


    The man had an average appearance but was dressed in style and looked arty. There were several


    shopping bags of luxury brands in his hand.


    The woman was adorable. She held an ice cream and beamed obsequiously at the man.


    Their interaction with each other was quite intimate. They ate the same ice cream from time to time,


    looking like a sweet couple.


    Branden did not know why Catherine would pay attention to those two people. He asked with


    confusion, “Do you know them?”


    Catherine did not answer. She only eyed him briefly and then walked away.


    However, Branden could sense the change in Catherine’s mood. She was instantly sullen.


    Was she angry? Because of that man and woman?


    Branden turned around, took a picture of the couple, and sent it to Paxton.