Chapter 172 Catherine was Rude
Branden was still in place without leaving, and Catherine walked over toward him. Seeing her walk over, the expression on Brandenâs handsome face remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened.
Paxton stood over him. There was a set of cleaning tools in his hands. Branden sidled up to a hot towel that had just been sterilized. He took Catherineâs hand that was hanging at her side.
Catherine didnât resist, allowing him to wipe her hands clean with the hot towel. Her gaze followed the manâs movements, which were gentle but meticulous. He wiped every corner of her hands clean.
Catherineâs hands were fair-skinned and tender, and her palms were soft like that of babies. But at that moment, her smooth palm had a red mark.
The original simple red mark was a little too red and purple against her fair -skinned palm, and Branden narrowed his eyes suddenly. Catherine sensed it. She didnât move, waiting to see what Branden would say.
His eyebrows furrowed, and his tone showed a hint of heartache. âNext time, you should wrap a piece of cloth around your palm to protect it. Or else, you can order Paxton to do it for you.â
After saying that, he added, âAlthough Paxton isnât as dexterous as you, he wouldnât be too inferior if you gave him some suggestions!â
Paxton, who was standing at the side, was somewhat speechless. So, what exactly did he do wrong?
He was okay with being treated as a tool man, but he was compared with others and despised. Wasnât it too hard to be a tool man in the world now?
Listening to Brandenâs sage advice as if being nagged by a little old man, the corners of Catherineâs mouth involuntarily curled upward. âIâll remember it!â
Seeing her speak so obediently, Branden handed Paxton the dirty towel and took her toward the private room. âItâs great then!â
Aidan was completely stunned! He hadnât even returned to his senses from the scene where Catherine had just whipped her brother and was once again shocked by Branden.
God, was this the same Branden he knew?
He froze and turned his head sideways. He stared dully at Triston, who was on the side. His gaze seemed to ask, âDid you see that?â
Triston laughed sarcastically at the dumbfounded look on Aidanâs face.â You lack of experience. Look how calm I am! But itâs normal. Youâve spent less time getting together with Branden and havenât seen him like this. Youâre really making a fuss. Youâll be more experienced in the future. Donât fuss like a fool!â
Seeing that he hadnât responded yet, Triston proudly lectured him. Aidan was flabbergasted by Tristonâs lecture. He didnât expect that one day, he would be lectured by Triston. It seemed best for him to stay in Casier!
Those friends who were with Johnathan were all from wealthy families. One of them quietly tugged on Johnathanâs arm and whispered, âDid you see who those people are? Your
sister doesnât have a simple background. Luckily, we didnât follow you to make a move just now. Otherwise, we might all be finished now!â
Johnathan knew those people. Those people were Triston from the Lamberts, Aidan from the Lanes, and most importantly, Branden, the head of the Duncans.
Any one of them was a character that could make the people from Casier tremble. Seeing Brandenâs attitude toward Catherine, Johnathan finally understood.
It turned out that Catherine could be so arrogant all because Branden was backing her up. Johnathan thought in his heart, âIâm not yet powerful. When I inherit the Swanns, I wonât allow them to bully me like this.â
He would seek revenge sooner or later. Catherine followed Branden, and the others entered the private room before realizing someone else was inside the room.
Branden took the initiative to help her pull out a chair. This simple action caused everyone in the private room to change their gazes and attitudes toward her. Could an ordinary person have Branden personally pull out a chair for her?
Aidan used a little trickery to get Triston away for a while. When Triston returned, he found that Aidan had taken the seat beside Catherine. He gritted his teeth and cursed Aidan in his heart.
Aidan, the son of a bitch, was really devious. Aidan was very curious about Catherine. It was rare to see a girl with good looks and personality.
She was simply the typical beautiful and valiant beauty that people liked. However, the liking he had for Catherine was pure admiration. He didnât have the guts to steal Brandenâs woman.
Seeing Catherine lazily leaning against the chair without saying anything, Aidan took the initiative to find a topic to talk to Catherine about.
âCatherine, judging from your actions just now, youâve practiced fighting?â Hearing his voice, Catherine tilted her head to look at him. Her eyes looked expressionless. She answered with one word in a cold voice, which almost froze Aidan. âNo!â
She was such a cold girl, which made Aidan feel so novel. Aidan had been invincible with women all his life, and it was the first time he had been treated like that.
The food was ready. Because Triston knew Catherine was coming, he arranged for the kitchen to add some spicy dishes. During the meal, Aidan watched Catherine the entire time. He would talk to Catherine every chance he got.
Catherine didnât want to talk most of the time but managed one sentence or two now and then. Finally, when Aidan asked another question, Catherine got impatient.
With a tilt of her head toward Aidan, she said, âIs the food Mr. Lambert arranged bad, or is it that even the food in your mouth canât shut you up?â
Her words shocked everyone present. Gosh, she was talking to Aidan! Aidan felt a bit aggrieved. He was from the famous Lanes. It was the first time in his life that he had been treated like this. Most importantly, it was a woman who had treated him like this.
Aidan was very aggrieved inside.
He was too miserable!
Triston watched from the side. He almost laughed out loud. He couldnât help but give Catherine a thumbs up before teasing Aidan. âDid you hear that? If you donât like the food I ordered, say it. Donât disturb Catherine. Youâre annoying!â
Aidan looked at Branden aggrievedly. They had been brothers for many years, and he hoped Branden could give him justice. After all, Catherine was his woman. Unexpectedly, Branden snorted coldly and said three words.
âYou deserve it!â
Aidan was completely aggrieved. He had only been away from Casier for a few years. Why did he receive such treatment now?
The rest of the people who didnât know the situation were all secretly sizing up Catherine. They thought that the person who dared not respect Aidan at the dinner table would have tragic consequences. Unexpectedly, nothing happened to Catherine.
Triston was trying to speak for her, and the point was that Branden was also protecting her as if she was his treasure. Who the hell was this woman?
How could she be so arrogant?
Catherine felt as if nothing had happened. She leaned back in her chair with an unparalleled domineering posture. After she was full, she put down her fork and said, âIâm full. Shall we leave?â
There were rules at the dining table. If the person with the most honorable status at the dining table hadnât started eating, no one could take the first bite of the food.
Similarly, if the most honorable person at the dining table did not stand up to leave, whoever dared to stand up and leave first would be considered breaking the rules.
In the eyes of the others, Catherine was too rude. They were waiting to see her being punished.