Chapter 209 No Short of Money
Catherineâs face was expressionless as she said lazily, her tone cold and low, â Iâm not short of money. Besides, havenât you already decided to save your son?â
Jameson finally understood Catherineâs meaning. He had never expected Catherine to have so much power. She was actually able to undo the financing that Blaton Group had struggled to get in just a few minutes.
Even several of the most important project partners of Blaton Group had called Jameson, saying that they wanted to cancel their cooperation.
If all of this came true, then Blaton Group was considered to be completely finished. Catherine was holding Blaton Group by the throat and could make it collapse at any time.
Jameson was flustered. His arrogant face was now covered in cold sweat. â Miss Swann, letâs discuss this further!â
Catherine didnât even bother to look at him and was about to leave. Jameson wanted to block her way, but one look from Joseph scared Jameson to take a big step back. âHe wasnât someone to be messed with! thought Jameson.
The quick-witted secretary quickly signaled to Jameson, who immediately reacted and kicked Aaron, who was still standing on the sidelines with a dumbfounded look. Aaron failed to stand still from his fatherâs kick and fell onto his knees steadily in front of Catherine.
Catherine stopped in her tracks, and Jameson politely stepped forward and apologized to Catherine while slapping Aaron.
âMiss Swann, just give us another chance, please!â
Aaron realized the gravity of the situation as well. He did not dare to speak and allowed his father to slap him. It was the first time in his life that he had seen his father being so groveling. Feeling as if his apology alone wasnât enough, he asked Zachary to help beg Catherine as well.
âZachary, youâre on good terms with Miss Swann, right? Put some good words for me, okay? Things are negotiable, right?â
A wave of disgust surged through Zacharyâs heart as he secretly cursed, â You disliked me for being nosy just now. But now youâre begging me to help! Who do you think you are? Do you think everyone has to serve you guys?â
Now, he only felt grateful that he was smart enough not to bully Catherine along with them. Otherwise, the Lewises would also be implicated. Since he had already decided to break up with the Blatons, it was impossible for Zachary to help them.
He reluctantly looked at Jameson. âMr. Blaton, Iâm sorry. I donât know Miss Swann very well, and I donât really have a say in front of Miss Swann.â His attitude was very humble.
Jameson knew that Aaronâs words just now had offended Zachary. So, he couldnât say any more. He could only turn his head and continue to beg Catherine to give him another chance.
This matter kept reversing, and the attention of the crowd was focused on these guys. No one noticed that three people were standing in the dark not far away, watching all of this.
Even if Joseph hadnât made a move earlier, Paxton would have been the first to rush over. Triston received a message about Catherine from Zachary, and he informed Branden at the first opportunity.
The trio arrived as fast as they could, just in time to run into the scene where Jameson mobilized his bodyguards against Catherine. Paxton originally wanted to make a move, but he stopped when Joseph suddenly came out of nowhere.
Looking at Josephâs somewhat familiar face, Triston pondered for a good while and said in surprise, âI remember. Isnât this the guy that Catherine dealt with on the day at Charm Bar? So, itâs Catherineâs people. Heâs quite skilled.â
He finished with a look like he was waiting for Brandenâs compliments. But Branden shot a cold and merciless look at him, and he could only shut his mouth silently. Paxton stood by the side and asked in a low voice, âSir, should we go over now?
Branden fixed his eyes in Catherineâs direction without saying anything. Getting no answer, Paxton knew Branden had no intention of going over, so he remained standing in the darkness with Branden.
On the other side, Catherine finally reacted to Jamesonâs begging. She looked down at Jameson and asked in a cold voice, âRegret? Want to have a talk?â
Catching a hint of hope, Jameson, who was so afraid of losing the opportunity, nodded his head in a hurry.
âThank you for the opportunity, Miss Swann. Please name any conditions you have as long as we can keep Blaton Group. Then, we can talk!â
âOkay!â Catherine readily agreed. Her smile was warm, but her eyes remained cold, deterring anyone from meeting her gaze. âThe conditions are simple. Before, it was two legs. Now, itâs two legs plus a hand!â added Catherine. Jameson instantly froze, his eyes glaring.
Catherine, however, still looked at him with a smile as if she was doing him a favor. âIâll take a loss and take your left hand!â
Aaron panicked and tried to escape, but he failed because Jameson had him trapped. Now, he couldnât care about anything but crying for mercy. âFather, Iâm your most precious son. Do you really want to sacrifice me for your benefit? I donât want to be disabled. I donât want it!â
Tears and snot were flowing down his face as he cried, a scene incomparably lousy and ridiculous. Jamesonâs heart ached. As his son had said, Aaron was his most precious son, so how could he bear to see Aaron suffer?
But there was no way he could let Aaron off the hook. After all, if the Blaton Group collapsed, everything they had would be gone, and all those who they had once offended would take advantage of the opportunity to retaliate.
At that time, the fate of the Blatons would be sealed. The secretary whispered to remind Jameson from the side, âMr. Blaton, you should be more decisive when you have to do so.â
Jameson had also been through the business world. When he heard this, a hint of ferocity flashed within his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he pushed Aaron in front of Catherine. His voice was trembling as he said, âI hope youâre true to your word!â
Catherine didnât answer and coldly stared at the shivering Aaron on the ground. Aaron tried to escape but was trapped by Joseph.
Catherine turned to Audrey and gestured for her to teach him a lesson. Audrey, however, subconsciously dodged back, intimidated by Catherineâs cold demeanor.
Kim stood by Audreyâs side and trembled with fear as well. At this moment, he finally understood why Audrey had said Catherineâs attitude towards them was not cold. Compared to Catherineâs current attitude, her earlier demeanor was warm and passionate.
Upon seeing Audrey step back in fear, Catherine sneered. She thought, âIf she doesnât want to get her hands dirty, then Iâll do it. Those who dare to touch my sister have to pay the price!â
Catherine took two steps forward and opened the trunk of the car. Inside was a set of golf clubs, which sparkled in the moonlight like sharp knives. Catherine drew out a club and gently swung it twice in the air, and it was quite handy.
She dragged the golf club along the ground, producing an ear-piercing sound, and confidently strode towards Aaron. Her posture was as leisurely as if she was about to play golf, but Aaron almost peed in fear when he saw her eyes. He thought, âHer eyes were just too scary!â
The golf club gleamed like an icy blade. Catherine swung it in her hand and suddenly stopped its motion midway through the air. Aaron kept shaking his head, woefully begging for mercy. âPlease donât! Iâm begging you!â
Catherine sneered, âI heard that you like visiting prostitutes, and the ordinary ones canât get into your eyes, huh? Let me give you a hand!â
âAhâ¦â Aaron let out a miserable cry as the golf club made contact.