Chapter 750 Catherine’s Servant
The night had grownte, and Catherine had not entered the city. If she had appeared in the city at that
moment, it would have easily attracted the attention of the guards. If she had been caught and
questioned, her trip might have ended up being trapped in Florona.
Catherine found a patch of woods and took shelter in the trees, using the dense foliage as cover. This
was a mandatory exercise for those undergoing wilderness training, allowing them to sleep anytime to
provide their bodies with the essential rest. Catherine was exceptionally skilled in this, ensuring her
body remained steady even on a branch.
In the quiet of the deep night, Catherine could asionally hear the sounds of insects and birds in the
peaceful woods. Catherine took out a satellite phone. There was nowork signal, and this satellite
phone was the only way tomunicate with the outside world.
Suddenly, Catherine found herself missing Branden for a moment. And perhaps it was a sense of
connection, as Branden, who had just finished work in Eskana, also took out his phone. At this time,
Catherine should have arrived at the hotel. He made a video call, feeling a flood of longing despite only
a few hours of separation. As the screen lit up, his eyes sparkled with anticipation.
The phone rang for a long time, but the video call was never answered.
Thinking that Catherine might have justnded and hurried off to theb, Branden ended the video call
request.
[Remember to eat on time!] After sending the message, Branden put away his phone.
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The abrupt knocking interrupted Branden’s thoughts. He looked towards the entrance and said coldly,
“Come in!
Paxton entered, standing respectfully three steps away from Branden. “Boss, the car is ready. Are you
ready to leave?”
“Yes, I’ll be down in a moment.” Branden put away his things and then stood up. With Catherine away
from Loxton for a few days, he had the opportunity to tie up the remaining loose ends. The Bide Cup
had ended, but the events during the cup were not over. Since the other party dared toy hands on
those around him and crossed his bottom line, they should be prepared to pay the price.
With this in mind, Branden’s expression gradually turned cold. After all, his tenderness was reserved
only for Catherine.
As the sky gradually lightened, Catherine, who had rested for the night, suddenly felt full of energy.
Setting off from Snake Ind, she had endured strong wind and cold rain and climbed a hundred-yard
cliff before finally reaching Florona. Even though she had strong physical endurance, she felt a little
tired, and this night of rest was the best way for her to regain her strength.
With a skillful turn, Catherine jumped from the tree andnded steadily on the ground. After adjusting
her veil and picking up her belongings, she disguised herself as a citizen of Florona and headed toward
the city.
ording to the clues found by Wantel, the man who took away Branden’s mother had indeed entered
Florona. If Branden’s mother were still alive, she would likely be with this man, her first love.
Florona was an incredibly eerie ce. Its inhabitants were highly obedient to be allowed to live there,
never going against the directives issued by the Florona Committee. Catherine dared not inquire with
them, as she could be reported and ousted in the blink of an eye.
With her head down, Catherine made her way into the ancient city, relying on her strong memory to
guide her to a secluded stone house.
Knock, knock, knock…
Catherine gently rapped on the wooden door of the stone house. The noise caught the attention of
someone inside, and a tall man with a stern face slowly emerged from the house.
“Who’s there?” His tone made it clear that he was not pleased to be disturbed.
After he opened the door, Catherine looked up at him with a calm expression and said casually, “Long
time no see.”
The man’s eyes widened in astonishment when he recognized Catherine.
“Won’t you invite me in?” she asked.
Her words snapped the man out of his shock, and he quickly stepped aside, respectfully inviting
Catherine inside.
Sitting in the man’s warm stone house, Catherine sipped the hot coffee he had prepared for her while
he sat beside her, nervously rubbing his hands back and forth.
After hesitating for a while, the man finally spoke up. “Miss Swann, howe you came to the ind?”
Catherine nced at him and whispered, “I came to see you. Do you believe that?”
The man was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Catherine to joke with him. In his memory, she had
always been a serious person, strong and unyielding, like a goddess, cold and emotionless. But at this
moment, Catherine seemed to exude a down-to- earth air of vitality.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” Catherine asked.
The man chuckled softly. “I didn’t expect you to change so much after a few years, Miss Swann.”
“Is that so?” Catherine looked into the distance with a casual reply.
The man’s name was Amos Buck, whom Catherine had encountered in Floronast time. He owed
Catherine his life; if not for her, he would have perished long ago. At the time, he had vowed to repay
her by bing her servant for life. Although he hadn’t stayed by Catherine’s side in recent years, he
had never forgotten his promise.
Catherine knew that since Amos hade to Florona, it meant he didn’t want to have any contact with
the outside world. Therefore, when Catherine decided to leave the ind, she didn’t take him with her.
After finishing her coffee, Catherine ced the cup on the table and then told Amos the purpose of her
visit. When Amos heard her intentions, his expression became deeply troubled. ” Miss Swann, you
know that everyone whoes to the ind must abandon their past and ept the new identity
given by the Committee to live here. It won’t be easy for you to find someone here.”
In response to Amos’s persuasion, Catherine nonchntly replied, “None of the things I have to do are
easy.”