Chapter 508 I Don’t Need a Reason
Jada was infuriated by the Duncans’ words. She couldn’t believe that not only did Branden defend Catherine, but even Karl did as well. Karl publicly stated that Catherine had been betrothed to Branden since childhood. What could she say now? Wouldn’t she become a laughingstock in Loxton after today?
Jada was so angry that she wanted Conor, her grandfather, to stand up for her. “Grandpa, they…”
Before Jada could finish her sentence, Conor sternly interrupted her, “Jada, stop making a scene!”
Conor knew that Jada had suffered a loss this time, but there was nothing he could do to seek justice for her. Today was his birthday banquet, and there was no need to make a fuss. Judging from Karl’s attitude and Branden’s behavior, Catherine was someone the Facers couldn’t afford to offend, even though she hadn’t officially become a part of the Duncans.
Conor had known Karl for decades, but he had never seen Karl defend anyone so firmly in public. It was evident how much Karl loved this future granddaughter-in-law of his.
Perhaps even Branden’s mother was not qualified to be treated in this way.
Despite Conor’s dissuasion, Jada was still unhappy. She had never felt so embarrassed in her life. She even felt that the gazes around her were mocking her as if she had been stripped naked and thrown on the street.
She stomped her feet in anger and shouted at Conor, “Grandpa, say something! Are we afraid of the Duncans? Today is the Facers’ banquet.
This woman openly assaulted me, which is a serious insult to the reputation of the Facers.”
Jada’s voice was sharp, and Catherine had already taken off her earphones. The piercing sound was like a screeching cat, causing Catherine’s eyebrows to slightly furrow.
Catherine couldn’t tolerate it anymore, and she didn’t need to. Before Branden could intervene, she stood up directly.
Catherine was much taller than Jada, and as Catherine stood up, the domineering aura she exuded gradually intensified.
Jada couldn’t believe that Catherine was still so arrogant. She thought that Catherine was taking advantage of the Duncans’ power. This made Jada even more dissatisfied.
“Grandpa, look at her. She doesn’t think she’s wrong, and she’s still so arrogant!”
“Hmph!” Catherine snorted coldly, her expression icy as she stared at Jada.” Yeah, I’m arrogant, but what can you do about it?”
Furious, Jada instantly retorted, “You hit me! What makes you think you have the right to be so arrogant?”
Her goal was to make Catherine a target of public criticism. She didn’t believe that the Duncans would tolerate a woman who was despised by everyone.
Playing tricks and acting innocent might work on others, but to Catherine, it was a joke.
Catherine took a step forward and crossed her arms. She didn’t say anything, but her imposing aura alone could overwhelm Jada.
“I hit you, so what? I don’t need a reason for that.”
Such arrogance shocked the onlookers. They had never seen someone so audacious before.
Even Conor was momentarily stunned.
Karl, who was standing beside them, didn’t get angry at Catherine’s arrogance. Instead, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. He felt a surge of excitement in his heart. “As the woman my grandson has chosen,” he murmured inwardly, “being domineering is necessary!”
Baron, who had been silent on the side, noticed Conor’s attitude. He knew that Conor had been provoked by Catherine’s behavior.
In Baron’s opinion, the reason Catherine could be so arrogant was that she had the power to behave like that.
As he was currently employed by the Facers, he decided to do something for his employers.
Baron stood up and approached Conor, whispering a few words. Conor’s expression changed instantly. He turned his head and looked at Baron with a serious gaze, confirming the truth behind his words.
Baron understood Conor’s meaning and looked sincerely at him. “Mr. Facer, please believe me!”
Conor had investigated Baron’s background and work experiences before hiring him as the Facers’ bodyguard, so when Baron said this, Conor knew he was telling the truth.
After a few seconds, Conor’s face became calm, but his eyes remained chilling. He looked at Baron and said, ” Take Jada away!”
Baron knew that Conor believed what he had said. He followed Conor’s order without hesitation and took Jada away. Regardless of her struggles, he didn’t loosen his grip on her.
Having forcibly sent away his granddaughter, Conor smiled at Karl, glancing in Catherine’s direction. He casually said, “Karl, you’re so lucky!”
However, the smile on Conor’s face soon faded.
Karl was taken aback, not knowing what Conor was up to. But he knew that Conor wouldn’t compromise unless he encountered a tough opponent.
Karl forced a smile and bantered with Conor for a while.
Under the bantering of the two big shots, the banquet returned to its previous lively atmosphere. However, everyone present tonight would remember the name “Catherine.
After all, who could maintain such an arrogant attitude after hitting Jada at a birthday banquet held by the Facers? There probably wouldn’t be a second person like her in the entire Loxton.
On the second floor of the banquet hall.
In the study, Conor sat majestically at the head of the table, while his son, Franklin Facer, stood in front of him.
Franklin was the eldest son of the Facers and the father of Jada. Conor was now in a semi-retired state, with half of the Facers’ power falling on Franklin’s shoulders.
After receiving the news about his daughter, Franklin immediately went to his father.
“Dad, even though the Duncans are powerful, we’re not in Casier. Now, Branden’s woman is openly provoking us. She even hit Jada. Are we just going to let her get away with it? What about the reputation of the Facers?”
After Franklin knew what Catherine did to his daughter, his face turned dark with rage.
The Facers had never been humiliated like this before!
The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension.
Conor, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly looked up, his sharp gaze directed at his son.
“Reputation, huh? Today is my 70th birthday, and an audacious came to my door and slapped my granddaughter in the face. Isn’t that the same as humiliating us all? Of course, I’m angry!
Conor’s words made sense, but Franklin didn’t understand why his father was tolerating this.
“Dad, then, why didn’t you…”
“Do you think I’m afraid of the Duncans?” Conor glared at his son in anger.
Seeing that Franklin still didn’t understand, Conor pointed at Baron.
“You tell him. What is the background of that girl named Catherine Swann!”
