Chapter 398 Who Do You Think You Are?
âHow do I want to deal with this? Wellâ¦
Catherine sneered, and her eyes darkened. Her voice was icy. âÐе deserves to be punished.â
She had nothing related to Korbin other than the blood bond. Catherine would not want Korbinâs life since he was her father. Yet, Korbin had done things wrong and needed to be punished.
He dared to think of getting rid of her and had to be prepared for her fury and the consequences. Paxton was standing to one side and when he saw Catherineâs sneer, it sent chills down his spine.
He thought Korbin must be nuts not to love his outstanding daughter and, instead, want to kill her.
Even wild beasts looked after their young. Korbin was even worse than the beasts and arranged for killers to murder his daughter!
The point was that didnât Korbin know how capable Catherine was?
No one could save Korbin, even though he was Catherineâs father. Catherine stroked her slightly gorged belly and said casually, âIâm stuffed. Maybe I can take a walk and visit my father.â
âIâll go with you.â Branden made a decision immediately.
Paxton took the hint and went downstairs to start the car.
At the Swannsâ.
It was night, and the men Korbin sent had yet to return. Korbinâs assistant did not call him, and Korbin knew something must have gone wrong.
He took out the hidden phone and made a call. When the call got through, Korbin secretly heaved a sigh of relief. His assistant still answered the phone, so it was probably not that big of an issue.
Korbin said in stateliness and anger, 11 Whatâs wrong with you? I asked you to report to me timely. Did you forget it?â
However, the reply he received was his assistant sobbing over the phone.
âMr. Swann, Iâm sorry. I canât help you anymore.â
âWhat are you talking about?â Korbin furrowed his brows and an irritated expression appeared on his face.
âMr. Swann, Iâve been taken to a wasteland in another country, and theyâve caged me. They only left me a satellite phone. Iâm risking my head now. I canât help you.â
With that, Korbinâs assistant cut the call. He looked up at the robust men around and begged, âSirs, I did everything you requested. Could you let me go now?â
The leader smiled mischievously at Korbinâs assistant, and his eyes twinkled with fun. âWeâll keep our promise and wonât kill you since you were so well-behaved.
âGuys, letâs go.â
The men left right away before Korbinâs assistant could react. The assistant was kept in a small cage and could not stand straight.
Korbinâs assistant freaked out. He was in a wasteland overseas! He patted the cage and yelled for help, âPlease, Iâm begging you! Please take me with you!
âHelp! Anyone help me!â
No one responded to his cries for help, but his voice attracted some green- eyed animals. The wolves howled, along with the dholes.
The sound was bone-chilling.
The assistant in the cage was scared out of wits and desperate. Meanwhile, Korbin held the phone and scowled. He did not seem to understand what happened when the call was cut.
There was an insistent knock on his door, which startled him and cast his mind back.
He boomed a reply, âCome in.â
Ezra pushed the door open and reported to Korbin.
âSir, Miss Catherine is here. Sheâs in the living room now.â
Korbinâs face turned grim. He slammed the table furiously and bellowed, â
Damn it! How dare she come here? Iâll be right down.â
Catherine sat on the sofa in the living room. Unlike the other ladies from the wealthy family, Catherineâs posture was casual, and she put her feet on the tea table. She looked arrogant.
The servants were dismissed. No one dared to pour Catherine a cup of coffee without order. Those were the Swanns, and the house was under Catherineâs name.
Catherine had left it be for too long. She thought it was time to rectify this. Footsteps rang in Catherineâs ears, but she still sat there leisurely and did not turn back.
Korbin came into the living room and saw Catherineâs improper posture. He was irritated again and roared, âLook at you! Do you realize youâre a girl? Mind your behavior! You unruly country girl!â
His words just fell when he felt a chill in the air. Korbin turned his head and met Brandenâs malicious look. Korbinâs heart skipped a beat out of fear.
Korbin had to drop the idea of scolding Catherine again. He said to Ezra behind him, âGet two cups of coffee for us.â
Right. Only two cups.
Korbin did not even prepare a cup of coffee for Catherine, and his house did not welcome her. Catherine just sat on the sofa calmly without a word. Ezra served the coffee. He stole a glance at Korbin and only put one cup in front of Branden.
âMr. Duncan, please.â
Brandenâs look was indifferent, and he said nothing. He took the cup and handed it to Catherine.
âThe temperature is right. Drink some?
Seeing how Branden coaxed Catherine to drink the coffee, Ezraâs face burned with shame. He had learned the way of hospitality his whole life and naturally understood what Branden meant.
Korbin wanted to teach Catherine lesson, telling her she was unwelcome, but they did not expect Branden to help Catherine and humiliate them. People would laugh at their way of receiving guests if they heard about it.
Korbin was quite out of countenance, but that was Branden, and he could not vent his anger at Branden. Korbin could only target Catherine. Before Korbin said anything, Catherine spat out the sip of coffee she had just taken.
âWhat the hell is this? Disgusting!â
Branden was cooperative and took the cup away. He then coaxed Catherine again. âForget about it. Iâll make you better-tasting coffee later.â
How the two were on the same side embarrassed Korbin. Korbin could not stand it anymore and yelled harshly at Catherine.
âCatherine, you didnât come home to visit me but to make a fuss, did you?â
Catherine raised her eyes and rested her meaningful and disdainful eyes on Korbin.
âVisit you? Who do you think you are that deserves my visit?â
âYou!â Korbin trembled in rage.
Catherine did not care and continued arrogantly, âIâm one of the Swanns, and this is the house under my name. Why do I need your permission to come to my house?â
âYouâre an unfilial daughter!â Korbin could control himself no more and exploded with wrath.
âUnfilial daughter?â Catherine sneered. âThatâs an interesting way to address me. I thought we were not related as father and daughter.â
Her words somehow confused Korbin, and he snarled, âYouâre not my daughter! Youâre a jinx!â
Catherine put her legs down slowly and stood up. She was ruthless and imposing.
âYeah, youâre right.â