Liana was staring daggers at Bryan, and everyone around, sensing the tense atmosphere, fell silent.


    Liana took a deep breath and ultimately let it all go.


    Bryan was the legitimate heir of the Duncan Corporation. However, at present, Liana was nothing.


    Bryan was someone she could not afford to offend.


    She could not do anything right now.


    As Liana stormed off angrily, all sorts of gossip started flying around.


    “I saw Liana chatted happily with a ssmate about Bryan previously, and I thought they were tight. But


    now it seems like Liana was putting on a show!


    “Who would’ve thought that Liana was just putting on an act? Just look at Bryan’s attitude. You can tell


    how disdainful he is!”


    Watching Liana leave with a gloomy expression, Zain, who had been chasing after her, caught up with


    her.


    Like Liana, he was also a freshman in the finance department at the University of Penny.


    After chasing Liana for a while, Zain finally caught up with her.


    “Liana, stop running away. I know you’re feeling crappy, but hey, am I not still here for you?”


    Liana stopped in her tracks. “Zain, am I that useless? I haven’t done anything wrong, but do I have to


    endure being looked down upon just because my grades are a little lower?” she looked at Zain in


    sorrow and whispered.


    These words instantly made Zain’s mind go astray. He thought that Bryan had looked down on Liana


    just because he had good grades.


    “Liana, don’t think like that. You’re excellent. Bryan is just relying on his family background. You don’t


    need to care about what he says.”


    Zain racked his brain for a long time before finallying up with a way to cheer her up after seeing


    that she remained sad and bothered.


    “Liana, there’s a finance conference this weekend. Your favorite finance guru, Professor Edward


    Anderson, will be there. Shall we go together?”


    Liana suddenly brightened up, looking at him with excitement. “Professor Edward Anderson’s finance


    conference? Isn’t that event open to a small group of people? How can we go?”


    Zain confidently patted his chest and promised, “Don’t worry. I have a way. Count on me!”


    “Zain, you’re awesome!”


    Liana smiled at him, the sweetness in her smile increasing with each passing moment.


    Zain came from a well-known family, the Facers, in Loxton. Liana checked that out.


    Even though Zain was not the legitimate son of the Facers, it was said that the legitimate son of the


    Facer family indulged in games all year round, neglecting his duties, and had long been abandoned by


    the family as the heir to the family’s wealth.


    Zain could be said to be favored over this person.


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    However, without the support of the Swanns, she was left without assistance, making it difficult for her


    to participate in such gatherings.


    She was still figuring out how to approach Zain for this, but Zain came knocking on her door himself.


    She would find a way to see Edward when she’s at the finance conference.


    Although Edward was just a finance professor, behind himy a vast financial conglomerate with such


    formidable resources that outsiders couldn’t even estimate.


    “If I could win Edward’s favor, that jinx, Catherine, would have to step aside willingly whenever she


    sees me in the future.” As she thought about this, the anger in Liana’s heart finally dissipated a little.


    In the blink of an eye, the weekend was here.


    Catherine slept in until noon while Amelia was already dressed up.


    “Super Catherine, you awake? Perfect timing! Do you want to join us for some shopping? It’s just me


    and Be!”


    Catherine was still sleepy and said, ” You guys go ahead. I have something to do!”


    “Alright then!” Amelia replied.


    Amelia pulled Isabe out of the dorm.


    The dorm suddenly quieted down. Catherine slowly got up, tidied up, grabbed the baseball cap nearby,


    and left the dorm neatly.


    When she reached the campus gate, she realized Branden was already waiting there.


    As Catherine got into the car, she took a nce at the exhaust pipe and knew that they had been there


    for some time.


    “Why didn’t you tell me when you arrived?”


    Branden tucked the cushion in for Catherine, allowing her to sitfortably. Only then did he respond


    to her question.


    “You can sleep in a little. I can work in the car all the same!”


    Paxton, who was in the driver’s seat, kept quiet but couldn’t help thinking, ” He came here at 7 in the


    morning and has been working for a solid five hours. Can this be the same?”


    After Catherine finally settled into her seat, the car slowly started moving.


    The ck Bentley was soon parked in front of thergest private styling studio in Loxton.


    After Paxton opened the passenger door for Branden, he stood there quietly, waiting on the side.


    After Branden got off, he went around to the other side of the car and slowly opened the door for


    Catherine, leading her out.


    Catherine looked up and saw the words written on the sign above. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Are


    you taking me to get a style makeover?”


    Branden couldn’t help but chuckle. His deep eyes sparkled like stars in the sky at that moment,


    captivating anyone who looked at them.


    He held Catherine’s hand, gently rubbing it as he exined softly, “Let’s go in and check it out. If you


    find something you like, just put on it. If not, we will leave!”


    Catherine didn’t think much of it. Since she was already here, she decided to go in and have a look.


    Upon they entered the store, there wasplete silence with no sound whatsoever.


    Only the shop owner, with the manager, came out to serve them. The rest were all taken care of by


    Paxton.


    The shop owner knew Branden, the renowned big shot in charge of a famous globalpany.


    “The young, handsome, and wealthy Branden, not to mention talented. If I didn’t know who is he, how


    would I be able to make it in this industry?


    “But why does the person the big shot brought today seem a bit strange?” the shop owner thought.


    A massive peaked cap covered Catherine’s entire face, and he could not see her face clearly at all.


    The loose T-shirts and oversized sweatpants she was wearing hid her figure, making her look like a


    young, naive student. It left the owner bewildered.


    With no choice, the shop owner approached Brandan, standing respectfully beside him. “Mr. Duncan, is


    thedy beside you today here for a styling appointment?” he inquired in a subdued tone.


    Branden gave a slight nod, indicating at the same time the identity of Catherine. “My fiancée, Catherine


    Swann.”


    The shop owner was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect to hear such surprising news when the


    big shot spoke.


    In an instant, the shop owner looked at Catherine differently, and his attitude became increasingly


    respectful.


    “Miss Swann. Right up ahead is our dress section. Do you want to pick your own, or do you want us to


    provide suggestions?”


    Catherine bypassed the shop owner and went straight to the dress section. After a nce, her eyes


    finallynded on a ck dress tucked away in a corner.


    She casually pointed her finger and said, “Let me give that a try!”


    The shop owner was stunned for a moment. He had thought of all possibilities but never expected


    Catherine to choose this item.


    “Oh, man! This is going to be trouble!” he thought.