Chapter 73 She’s Damn Cool
When the car stopped, the door was opened.
Henry rushed to the car and respectfully greeted the young man who took the lead. “Mr. Guzman, what brings you and the other misters here?”
The young man was wearing a pinstriped suit with black suit pants. His hair was light yellow, and he looked fancy.
Henry was indeed overbearing, but he could only behave obediently in front of this young
man.
But Mr. Guzman ignored Henry’s paying court to him. He looked at Henry in dislike and said with dissatisfaction, “Piss off! Don’t get in my way to see the true big shot here.”
With that, the young man shoved Henry away and led the others to Catherine.
The dozen young men who came were more powerful and wealthier than Henry. The leader, Keith Guzman, had the most influential family among them in the underworld.
It could be said that Keith was the future leader of the underworld.
No one dared to offend Keith.
He had the power to be bossy there.
However, such a bossy person changed his look in front of Catherine. He put away his lordly manner and was well-behaved as he walked over to Catherine. There was a flattering grin on Keith’s face as he said, “Catherine, why didn’t you tell me that you would come here? Am I not one of your friends?”
Keith always played it cool and was taciturn. Now that Catherine was there, Keith became at
chatterbox.
“I heard an awesome silver-black Harley-Davidson was here, and I guessed it was you. I told
my
friends it would be eye-opening and took them here in case they missed it. I’m smart, right?”
Keith’s fellows were shocked. They were curious who this girl was and why Keith, the future underworld leader, would be so respectful to her.
Catherine eyed him casually but did not speak.
But Keith felt flattered by that glance. He thought thrillingly, “Oh gosh! Catherine looked at me just now!”
Catherine checked her watch and thought that she should get going. She had delayed for long enough because of this accident.
Catherine pointed her finger at Henry and said flatly, her tone calm, “Keith, this guy lost a bet with me. He owes me his leg. You know what I mean.”
Keith understood and said in reverence, almost down to his knees, “I know what to do, Catherine. Leave it to me, and you can rest assured.”
When Keith’s words fell, someone handed him a baseball bat.
If he hit Henry’s leg with it, Henry would be disabled without a doubt.
Henry wanted to flee, but it was too late. He was pinned down by some of Keith’s fellows.
Catherine knew what would happen next and had no interest in the scene. She was about to leave, so she shot a glance at Branden.
Branden got on the motorcycle when he heard Henry yelling.
“Let’s see who dares to lay a finger on me! It’s the Duncans who are behind me! I’m one of their relatives!”
Catherine raised her eyebrows at Branden, but the latter shook his head slightly, meaning he had no idea what Henry was talking about.
Catherine got off the motorcycle and to the ground. Branden followed behind her.
She moved toward Keith, and Keith stopped his move and said to her, “Catherine!”
Henry thought Catherine was scared after he told her his identity, and he was smug.
He squinted at Catherine and scoffed. “How is it now? Are you scared? Well, you should be. No one dares offend the Duncans in Casier. Even the Guzmans should show respect to them.”
Catherine smiled wickedly, which caused Keith to shudder and sent shivers down his spine.
He knew the smile was saying that someone was bound to get unlucky.
Henry was a fool. A hopeless fool. He had no idea who Catherine was.
Catherine was a big gun that even Keith’s father would be respectful to. It was a joke thinking that she would fear the Duncans.
The smile on Catherine’s face gradually faded away. When the smile was completely gone, she suddenly made her move. She was so quick that no one saw how she made her move. All they could feel was a whoosh blow.
Then a desperate roar escaped Henry’s mouth and pierced the night air.
“Ouch!”
That was not enough. Catherine stretched out her hand to pull Branden from behind her. She looked daggers at Henry, and her eyes were like two ice skates ruthlessly stabbing into Henry’s heart.
“Open your eyes and have a good look. This is the current big cheese of the Duncans. He’s Branden Duncan!
“You don’t even recognize him. How dare you claim that the Duncans are behind you?”
Her stern voice astounded everyone around her.
And her words caused an uproar.
Even Henry forgot to shriek in pain. He just gaped at Branden in horror.
Who would’ve thought the leader of the Duncan Corporation would take a girl out and have a car chase in the middle of the night?
And the girl actually pushed Branden around. It was too shocking!
The imposing manner of Branden could not be faked. Besides, he was stunningly handsome. Who could say that it was not Branden?
Yet, Branden, who let Catherine do whatever she wanted, was not irritated. It was just there was a hint of resignation in his bright eyes.
Well, Catherine was his girl. She wanted him to be up there with her, and he would be.
After saying so, Catherine did not care what other people’s reactions were but took Branden’s arm and left.
The rest of the people rubbernecked at their figures and was at a loss.
Henry, in particular, knew he was so screwed.
His family had been relying on the Duncan Corporation to make a living. Now that Branden. knew how he used the reputation of the Duncans to boss around, Henry knew what his fate would be. Branden would not let him and his family off.
It was nothing that he lost a leg compared to the destruction of his whole family.
Watching the silver-black Harley-Davidson motorcycle speeding away, Keith could not help but
snap his fingers and exclaim with awe. “She’s damn cool! Even a big potato like Branden Duncan listened to her! That’s amazing!”
On the way home, it was still Branden running the motorcycle. This time, he drove it at a regular steady speed.
Catherine got tired. She rested her head on Branden’s broad back quietly.
When they drove past a busy business street, Catherine sat up straight abruptly.
Branden immediately sensed something wrong with her. He jerked his head back and asked her with his eyes, “What’s wrong?”
Catherine stared at the front and said coldly, “Stop now!”
Branden found a place to stop the motorcycle without delay. Catherine walked to the business street while Branden followed behind her and blocked the crowded people for her.
Catherine came to a halt. Her eyes, staring ahead of her, became even more menacing.
Branden followed Catherine’s stare and saw a man and a woman.
The man had an average appearance but was dressed in style and looked arty. There were several shopping bags of luxury brands in his hand.
The woman was adorable. She held an ice cream and beamed obsequiously at the man.
Their interaction with each other was quite intimate. They ate the same ice cream from time to time, looking like a sweet couple.
Branden did not know why Catherine would pay attention to those two people. He asked with confusion, “Do you know them?”
Catherine did not answer. She only eyed him briefly and then walked away.
However, Branden could sense the change in Catherine’s mood. She was instantly sullen.
Was she angry? Because of that man and woman?
Branden turned around, took a picture of the couple, and sent it to Paxton.
