Chapter 210
Those who were present to witness the scene all widened their eyes in shock, their faces as pale as
sheets. They had never seen a girl who was so ruthless and decisive in her actions.
On that stunningly beautiful face, her eyes were cold and indifferent. A wicked smile escaped from the
corner of her mouth, seemingly indistinct, making people feel unreal.
When she sat there quietly without moving, she was like a holy flower on the top of a snowy mountain,
lonely and cold. Her strikingly beautiful appearance and her cold, distant demeanor made it difficult for
people to approach her with ease.
On the contrary, as soon as she made her move, her expression remained unchanged, but her aura
became terrifying, just like Satan descending to earth.
She only struck three times, respectively aiming at Aaron’s two legs and an arm, each blow faster and
harder than thest.
Aaron’s desperate screams echoed through the scene. The arrogant and unruly Mr. ton of half an
hour ago was now like meat on the chopping block and could not do anything. Aaron passed out from
the pain after Catherine’s beating.
Jameson was better. At least he wasn’t fainting. However, his sweaty face and bloodshot eyes gave
away how much he was holding back his emotions and restraining himself at this moment.
Catherine swung the golf club and stood aside. Joseph respectfully stepped forward and held a clean
white handkerchief in front of Catherine.
Catherine casually handed the golf club to Joseph and naturally took the white handkerchief to wipe
her hands, like an elegant and noble queen.
Jameson did not look very well at this moment, so his secretary took the initiative to help him with the
situation and came to Catherine to ask her about it.
After watching the whole process, everyone present no longer dared to look down on Catherine. The
breathtaking aura around her overwhelmed the crowd. “Miss Swann, about the ton Group, may I
ask…”
Catherine knew what the other party was going to say without him finishing his words, and shezily
nced at the secretary.
Just a single nce gave the secretary the feeling of being pressurized by a powerful aura, so much so
that even breathing became a bit of an agony.
Catherine remained silent, and at the side, Joseph took the initiative to Since say, you guys agreed to
the deal, we will naturally not pursue ton Group any further. As for the losses caused by your own
wrong decisions, you’ll have to bear them yourselves!”
Joseph’s face was full of smiles as he spoke, and the cold and heartless wordsing out of his
mouth gave off a feeling of thoughtfulness and care, which was just too scary. Jameson’s secretary
shuddered and inwardly felt a pang of remorse for his boss.
Perhaps if they had decisively paid out 100 million dors just now and acted a little more sincerely,
they wouldn’t have gotten into this situation now.
In just a short 10 minutes, ton Group’s market value at least evaporated more than a billion dors.
Not only that, but Aaron also lost a pair of legs and an arm.
At the end of the day, it was all because they were too ignorant and arrogant to mess with someone
they couldn’t afford to. Jameson arranged for his son to be sent away, and his bloodshot eyes fixed on
Catherine. Catherine did not say anything and just stood there, her eyes cold and dark, without any
change.
She knew that Jameson hated her. She had crippled Jameson’s son, and it was impossible for
Jameson to let her off. As long as there was a chance, Jameson would make her worse than Aaron!
But the question was whether Jameson could get the chance. Catherine would wait and see if
Jameson was so capable. Catherine looked up and caught the sight of the three men slowly
approaching her.
Her gaze uratelynded on the man standing in the very center, who seemed toe in a hurry
and didn’t even wear his coat. His tall, slender frame was perfectly showcased by a ck slim-fit shirt.
The moment Catherine looked back, the man was already standing in front of her, making her unable to
resist eximing in her heart, “Longer legs are better. They walk faster than others.
Branden stood beside Catherine and slightly bent down to hold her small hand hanging at her side. His
sharp brows slightly furrowed on his stunningly handsome face. He asked in a low, maic voice,
“Why is your hand so cold?”
Catherine had been standing in the cold wind for so long that her hands were naturally cold. She raised
her head and fixed her clear eyes on the man in front of her, saying, “I’m pretty much dressed, and it’s
not very cold!”
The man was already less than pleased. Even if she had worn enough, after standing in the wind for so
long, she would still get cold from the blowing. He took Catherine’s hand and turned back towards
Jameson, who was watching them from the side.
Jameson stared at Catherine with intense hatred in his eyes, and inside his brain were images of how
to get back at Catherine. He couldn’t even wait to kill this audacious woman right now.
Branden’s sudden stare caught him off guard, and he failed in time to retract his ferocious gaze.
Branden’s face darkened at the ferocious look, and a murderous aura emanated from his body as the
corners of his mouth lowered.
There was clearly a sense of arrogance and evil dominance in the man’s dark, deep, icy eyes that
gripped Jameson’s throat like a vise.
“Mr. ton, my woman went too far and caused trouble for you.”
Jameson stiffened at Branden’s words. His already pale face became even uglier at this moment, and
his bloodshot eyes instantly filled with desperation.
He looked at Branden in a panic. “Mr. Duncan, please don’t say so. It’s my son who was ignorant and
offended Miss Swann. Mr. Duncan, please forgive us. It’s all a misunderstanding!”
“Misunderstanding?” Branden murmured softly, with a touch of weird teasing inside his eyes. “It’s better
to be a misunderstanding! My woman is timid, so Mr. ton, you’d better not scare her. Juste to
me anytime if there’s something you want to talk about.”
“What? Timid? Are you sure you’re not telling a joke? She wasn’t even hesitant when she broke my
son’s legs, and that’s still considered timid? Then, what constitutes boldness? Fighting a tiger with bare
hands? You’re just having her faults shielded,” cursed Jameson inwardly.
The Duncans stood unrivaled in Casier. If one wanted to do business in Casier, the most important
thing was not to offend the Duncans. Jameson was not that stupid to fight with Branden. He wouldn’t
court death, just like hitting a stone with an egg.
He knew Branden had seen through his thoughts. Given the power of the Duncans, Branden could
easily make the tons disappear in Casier if he ever dared to have such thoughts in the future.
Jameson hastily bowed his head to apologize, totally giving up what he had in his mind.
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“Mr. Duncan, it’s all a misunderstanding.”
Branden did not bother with him anymore and led Catherine away. He didn’t know exactly what had
happened tonight, but he knew the tons’ business in Casier was considered to be at its end.
Branden’s words had just been heard by a lot of people, and by tomorrow, the news was expected to
spread throughout the entire city. It did not take a genius to realize that the tons had offended the
Duncans, so who would dare to do business with the tons in the future?
Aaron really brought a big disaster to the tons this time!