Chapter 630 Do I Need a Reason?

Catherine was playing games with Branden in the lounge when Paxton knocked on the door.

“Boss, the guests have arrived,” Paxton said.

Branden glanced at Catherine, who was still playing the game and casually dismissed Paxton. “We’ll go out later.”

Paxton understood his boss’s intention and obediently stepped aside to wait.

Catherine reclined on the comfortable sofa the whole time, only putting down her phone after finishing a round of the game.

Even though she had been playing the game, she had still heard Paxton’s report earlier.

“Let’s go.”

Branden didn’t move immediately. Instead, he patiently asked Catherine, ”

Not interested in your game anymore?”

“I’m bored of always winning,” she replied, her words carrying extreme arrogance.

those words, and that made all the difference. After all, everyone knew what a legendary

developed them. Several of the world’s most popular games only existed because of Catherine’s participation and

control over Arbotte Laboratory, a world-class laboratory she single- handedly supported, she wouldn’t need to complain about being short of money all the time. She made money faster than a money-printing machine, but

two of them left the lounge with Paxton, and they soon saw

man with a goatee and mischievous eyes. One could tell at a glance from his shifty face that he was a

moment Atticus noticed Catherine, his

to see Catherine at this kind of event, considering he had already investigated her background and knew she came from a wealthy family, had a high net

seeing her at this high-society gathering wasn’t surprising. Atticus walked straight towards Catherine, his face beaming

see you here. It seems that what the Eskanese say about fate bringing people together is true,

for you to have a shallow understanding of it, Professor Sterling. In Eskana, there’s indeed a saying that goes, ‘Enemies

you. It’s truly remarkable for someone of your age to achieve such success in your field. You don’t need to be hostile towards me. If we can’t work together, we can still be

deep gaze seemed like an endless abyss of darkness. “Hostile?

words felt like a resounding slap across Atticus’s face, leaving him utterly humiliated. “You…” Atticus trembled with anger, his

wrapping his arm around Catherine’s waist. Like Catherine, he looked at Atticus with disdain and mockery in his eyes. His sharp gaze. The bloodthirsty aura he

advise you to have some self-awareness. Stay away from people you

anyone to have

and had heard

Branden was a

smile. “Mr. Duncan, your words make me feel like there might be a

” Misunderstanding? That’s

exactly what Catherine

indeed a perfect

the verge of losing his composure. He almost threw a fit

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