Chapter 504 The Weing Gift
The next day at noon, Catherine woke up and saw Branden sitting at the end of the bed, working on his
Catherine groggily got up and sat upright on the bed. Branden, noticing that Catherine was awake,
looked up at her.
His voice was so gentle as he asked, ” Would you like some water?”
Catherine weakly nodded, her eyes still closed. Branden picked up the ss of warm water he had
prepared and handed it to Catherine.
The warm water instantly warmed her whole body, and Catherine slowly woke up. She leaned against
Branden’s chest, her posture extremelyfortable, with a contented look on her face.
“Aren’t you going to the office today?”
Catherine remembered clearly hearing Paxton say yesterday that there were a lot of documents piling
up at thepany that Branden needed to sign. She originally thought Branden would be at the office,
but she didn’t expect him to stay and work at home.
In response to Catherine’s question, a rare expression of helplessness appeared on Branden’s face.
This expression surprised Catherine a bit. It was the first time she had seen Branden show such a look.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing. Get up. I’ll make you some oatmeal. Rolled oats, okay?”
Catherine didn’t like oatmeal, but she had low blood sugar.
In addition to providing Catherine with the sugar from fruits on a daily basis, Branden would also
specially prepare some sweet oatmeal for her.
Catherine originally didn’t like this kind of sweet oatmeal, but Branden always managed to make it to
her liking. After eating it a few times, Catherine got used to it.
While Branden went to prepare rolled oats, Catherinezily got out of bed and wandered around the
living room with nothing to do. Her natural sensitivity made her notice something was wrong, so she
walked to the balcony and looked down.
A row of ck cars parked downstairs greeted her eyes, all Rolls-Royces, looking majestic and
imposing.
At that moment, Catherine suddenly understood why Branden had been acting so strangely today and
didn’t even go to thepany. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to go, but that he couldn’t.
She walked to the kitchen and looked at Branden who was busy cooking.
“Are those people downstairs sent by your grandfather?”
Who could arrange for so many Rolls- Royces to pick them up downstairs like this? Catherine couldn’t
think of anyone other than Karl.
Branden put down the spoon in his hand and turned around to look at Catherine, raising an eyebrow
with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
Sensing Branden’s helplessness, Catherine couldn’t help but smile. They had evene to their
doorstep to wait for them. It seemed that Karl was worried that Branden would go back on his word.
“How about we skip the rolled oats? We still have to go to Loxton, don’t we?”
Although the banquet usually took ce in the evening, it would still take a two-hour flight from Casier
to Loxton.
“No need. It’ll be ready soon. Take your time!”
Branden brought out the cooked rolled oats and ced them in front of Catherine.
“It’s a little hot. Be careful.”
Catherine knew that he hadn’t eaten yet, so she filled a bowl and handed it to him. Branden didn’t
actually like sweet food, but he was forced to eat a little bit each time just to apany Catherine.
Seeing Catherine quietly eating her oatmeal, Branden casually started a conversation. “If you don’t
want to go, just tell me. Don’t worry about my grandpa.”
Although Branden didn’t know the purpose of Karl’s trip today, he knew very well that Catherine wasn’t
the type to join in the crowd. She always kept her distance from such gatherings.
If it weren’t for that, Karl wouldn’t have resorted to such measures to pick them up.
But then again, it was just a meal, and Catherine didn’t think it was a big deal. It was Branden who was
overly considerate of her emotions and seemed a bit hesitant.
“No need!” Catherine casually declined Branden’s kindness. “Just tell me when it’s time to leave!”
After saying that, Catherine ced the empty bowl on the table and walked away. Watching her
retreating figure, Branden remained motionless. He lifted the bowl of oatmeal and took another sip.
For some reason, he felt that the oatmeal in his mouth tasted overly sweet. Karl was getting impatient
and was about to get out of the car, but thinking about Branden’s temper, he sat back down.
With a stern face, he instructed the butler beside him, “Go and check why they haven’te down
yet.”
The butler had a mournful expression as he looked at Karl.
“Sir, since you don’t dare to go, how can I have the courage to do that?”
Karl’s face immediately darkened. ”
What do you mean I don’t dare to go? Is there anything in this world that I’m afraid of? Stop talking
nonsense!”
Sensing Karl’s vaguely visible anger, the butler quickly apologized, “Sorry, sir, it was my mistake. I’m
the coward!”
While apologizing, the butler couldn’t help but suppress augh in his heart. If Karl wasn’t afraid, why
would he ask him to do that?
Karl red at the butler. “Do it now!”
The butler had no choice but to obediently get out of the car, ready to go upstairs. Just as he turned
around and looked up, he saw the persons he wanted to see.
He quickly turned back to report to Karl, “Sir, look!”
Karl looked up and saw Branden leading Catherine out of the gate.
Branden’s gaze never left Catherine, showing that he was truly interested in her.
Thinking about the imminent realization of the dream of having great -grandchildren, Karl became
excited. He had constantly reminded himself on the way here to maintain a cold and elder-like attitude
in front of Catherine. But when he saw Catherine, he forgot everything. He pushed the car door open
and couldn’t wait to get out of the car, waving ahead.
“Cassie, I’m here!”
His voice was loud and powerful, instantly attracting everyone’s attention.
Catherine followed Branden to Karl and took the initiative to greet him.
Karl’s happy smile was about to burst. ” What a coincidence! I didn’t expect to meet you as soon as I
arrived!”
Just arrived?
Branden raised an eyebrow and nced at his grandfather, coldly saying, ” Yeah, it’s surely a
coincidence!”
Seeing his grandson about to cause trouble again, Karl immediately red at him, threatening in a low
voice, “You brat, watch your words!”
Catherine stood aside, her eyes narrowed, expressionless. She watched the yful interaction
between Karl and Branden.
Regardless of how angry Karl was, Branden remained calm.
Finally, Karl had no choice but to wave his hand impatiently and say, “Alright, let’s go. Get in the car!”
After everyone got in the car, Karl smiled and looked at Catherine.
“You left in a hurry yesterday, Cassie. I didn’t even give you a weing gift. I specially brought it
today. Here, take it!
Karl took out a brocade box and handed it to Catherine, urging her to open it quickly.
“Hurry up and open it. See if you like it!