Chapter 353 The Gap Between the Two


    Marshall was not pretending to be dopey and drowsy. At present, he was indeed as drunk as a lord.


    Although he had heard Katherine''s voice, he raised his arms, and embraced Katherine even


    tighter, "Stopping yelling, and let''s just sleep. I''m really sleepy."


    Katherine pushed him away, "Fuck you, you twerp! What the hell do you want to do?"


    Without any response, Marshall took advantage to hog the quilt and fell asleep again.


    Katherine climbed out of the bed, went back to her own bedroom and locked the door.


    "Now, what are you gonna do about it, asshole?" She murmured.


    Nothing seemed to disturb Katherine anymore after thete night. She woke up in the morning, and


    found no one lying beside her this time.


    She got out of the bed, washed herself up and went out of the bedroom


    For Marshall, he was still sleeping soundly in the guest room — it seemed that he indeed had drunk a


    lotst night.


    Originally, Katherine was intended to wake him up and scold him for what he had donest night.


    However, as her eyes drifted down to the serene expression on Marshall''s face, she didn''t really do so


    and left him alone on the bed.


    It didn''t make any sense to argue with a drunkard like him. What''s more, she could have just done


    better enhancing the security of her house.


    Then, she went upstairs to prepare breakfast.


    The breakfast was scarcely served when Marshall went down the stairs.


    It was Saturday, and Marshall was off that day.


    Yawning, he casually walked down the stairs and yelled, "I''m hungry, Katherine."


    Katherine walked into the living room from the kitchen, with two trays loaded with food in her hands.


    Hearing Marshall''s words, she seemed to murmur something to herself, and shouted, "Just take your


    breakfast, and then leave!"


    Marshall came up and sat in front of Katherine. Looking at his share of breakfast on the table, he was


    gratified to sense that he still had a ce in her heart.


    When they were having breakfast, Katherine said in a straightforward manner, "I have removed the


    record of your fingerprints, and I don''t want to see you here again, is that clear?"


    Without any sense of guilt or shame, Marshall hummed, "I was drunkst night, and had no idea about


    what''s going on."


    With a sneer, Katherine thought his exnation was not standing at all.


    After having breakfast, Marshall took his seat on the sofa. Katherine cleaned up the table, and came


    up, "Now, leave my house."


    Marshall was off today, and thus he was not in haste to leave, "Not until Peter hase and brought


    me clothes."


    Indeed, he was drunkst night, and went to bed with all his clothes on. That exined why he


    was looking raunchy and rumpled at the moment.


    Trying her best to contain her temper, Katherine said, "But I still have work today! And I''m leaving right


    now!"


    Disapprovingly, Marshall answered, "Then just go, or are you worried that I''m going to turn your ce


    upside down?"


    With a pause of hesitation, Katherine nodded, "Fine, you''re free to stay here. But you must leave when


    Peter arrives."


    Marshall offered a speechless smile in response.


    Apprehensively, Katherine left, with something that seemed to be stuck in her head. She was


    seemingly worrying about something, something that she could hardly exin what it actually was.


    It would be least possible that Marshall would ever steal anything from her, since even this house was


    a generous gift given by him.


    When Katherine got to the store, Margaret was already there.


    Thanks to this diligent young girl''s effort, the whole store looked neat and tidy. At that moment, she was


    sitting on the chair and checking her smartphone.


    Katherine came up and smiled, "What''s wrong? You seem to be in trouble."


    Margaret sighed, "Come and check it, the whole thing has been escted."


    Katherine got closer, and saw that it was again the things about the divorce of Khalid and Frances.


    The Grants had made an official announcement to the public that the two had already divorced due to


    their personality shes, and that their interaction in the hospital was based on nothing more than


    merely a friend rtionship. That was all the new report said.


    Previously, the divorce of Marshall had nearly blown up the Inte, and now the same thing came to


    his father Khalid. Needless to say, there would definitely be another round of heated debate online.


    Katherine didn''t feel like to check thements of thoseizens at the moment, since she knew that


    there would be only sharp criticism and execrable humiliation left by them.


    She stood up straight, walked to the counter to clean it up and said, "Well, for me, it is only the Grants''


    own affair. However, those faineant online users may not think the way that I do, even though it has


    nothing to do with them."


    Margaret nodded, "Indeed. Damn, they are really going too far leaving such hatefulments.


    Honestly, it''s such an eyesore even to me, an outsider. I''m wondering how the Grants will feel watching


    all these harshments."


    ''Well, at least they won''t be happy.'' Thought Katherine.


    Recalling what had happenedst night, Katherine thought that maybe it was exactly the reason why


    Marshall got himself drunkst night.


    Marshall had long been a moderate drinker, who could control himself not to drink too much even on


    the dining table together with his business partners.


    It was another terribly busy forenoon, and Katherine left all those things about the Grants behind and


    focused on her work.


    However, by noon, Marshall came to the store, with takeaways in his hands. He stepped inside, and


    said, "It seems that I''m right on time to be here. Come on, let''s have lunch."


    Margaret was quite delighted to see him, "Hey, Mr. Grant! It''s so nice for you to bring us lunch!"


    Katherine, standing by the counter, said, "What brings you here?"


    Putting all those things on the table as if he was not listening, Marshall answered, "Have you noticed


    that you always say the same thing every time you see me."


    Indeed, ''what brings you here'' and ''what are you doing here'' were absolutely the mostmon words


    that were repeatedly said by Katherine to greet Marshall.


    Katherine gave no response. Marshall, without looking at Katherine, continued, "Neither have I eaten


    anything for lunch, nor do I want to go back home at the moment. That''s the reason why I''m here: I''m


    looking for someone to have lunch with."


    Katherine sneered, "You mean that Peter is not even counted as ''someone'', don''t you?"


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    Marshallughed, "Well, he has recently been busy chasing after girl, and thus don''t have time to hang


    with me."


    His words caught Katherine''s interest and curiosity and made her wonder what kind of girl did


    Peter really like.


    She jogged towards the two. Marshall delivered her a pair of chopsticks, and Margaret was already


    glutting herself with delicacies.


    Katherine took her seat by the side of Margaret, and Margaret hummed, "It''s delicious. Damn, I''m


    almost starved!"


    Afterwards, Katherine did not say anything, and Marshall, not seemingly in a good mood, was also


    eating things and remained as silent as the grave.


    Margaret was curious about the things of the Grants. She turned to Marshall, "Mr. Grant, I have just


    looked up those news reports about your parents. Honestly, it''s looking grim."


    Marshall answered tly, "Oh, isn''t it? I haven''t check it yet."


    Margaret heaved a sigh, "I know that feeling. It would be quite disturbing and frustrating to be open to


    criticism."


    Marshall tilted a little bit of his mouth as a response.


    Katherine pondered, and said, "Hey, is everything OK with your mom?"


    Marshall, with a pause, answered, "She is doing fine. My grandfather will keep an eye on her."


    Yesterday, it was all thanks to the Masons who came that Frances could be


    stopped from being mischievous at the end.


    Giving a few bites of food, Marshall stopped eating, leaned on the chair and looked at the twodies.


    Margaret raised her head and asked, "Are you finished?"


    Marshall exhaled and said, "I''ve no appetite for the moment."


    The reason was clear: it was all because of his kittle mom. Thanks to her mom, the divorce of Marshall


    and Katherine was once again raked up by theizen.


    The Grant Family was once distinguished and reputable, while now it has be notorious due to the


    affairs of Khalid and Marshall.


    Recalling how Frances behaved yesterday, Katherine thought it was indeed a difficult task to deal with


    the likes of Frances.


    Katherine took a few sighs, and put down the chopsticks either, "Then, how about your grandma? Was


    she angry about that?"


    Marshall sneered, and thought the answer was clear enough. Yesterday, when he got into the main


    house, he saw her grandma beating her breast and saying that she was almost choked by the matter.


    Khalid also sat aside with a pulled face. He had long been a well-tempered and tolerant man,


    and seldom had he ever registered such an expression on his face, not even when Frances caused


    any other troubles before.


    Now, it seemed that even the most forbearing two were now turning against Frances.


    After a while, Marshall looked at Margaret and said, "I''ve asked people to check your affair."


    Hearing that, Margaret looked up at him in haste.