Chapter 474 The Candy
The leading butler approached Korbin with the utmost respect. âHello, Mr. Swann. We are a professional estate management team hired by Miss Catherine. From now on, we will handle all affairs at the Swannsâ. I kindly ask you and Mrs. Rachael to leave the Swannsâ as soon as possible.â
At that moment, Korbin couldnât believe his ears and looked at them with a bewildered expression.
âAre you serious? Do you want me to leave the Swannsâ? I am Korbin Swann, and this is the Swannsâ!â
Korbin was furious and angrily berated the leading butler. He shouted, âYouâd better leave now, or Iâll have the servants call the police!â
After his stern warning, he gestured to the nearby servants and ushered them to escort the butlers out. The butlers on Catherineâs side were no pushovers. Each of them was well- trained. The leading butler produced the relevant documents and presented them to Korbin.
âMr. Swann, this is the proof of ownership. The actual owner of this house youâre in right now is my employer, Miss Catherine.
âItâs your right to call the police if you wish, but please vacate this house immediately. Otherwise, we will also report the matter. I assume you wouldnât want this to become a public issue, would you?â
Korbin was left speechless by this statement. He fell back onto his seat, and his face turned red. Rachael rushed forward to support her husband and unleashed a barrage of accusations against Catherine.
âYou heartless ingrate! This is the Swannsâ! We are your biological parents, and you dare to treat us like this? Arenât you afraid of your grandfatherâs spirit condemning you?â
Catherine, who had been leisurely snacking on the couch, suddenly stopped upon hearing Rachaelâs words.
She turned her head and stared at Rachael with her cold gaze.
âYou dare to bring up my grandfather?â
Catherineâs cold attitude and piercing eyes left Rachael feeling uneasy. She had to muster her courage and maintain a fearless demeanor while facing Catherine.
âWhy wouldnât I mention your grandfather? Will his soul find peace after he knows youâre using his estate to mistreat your own parents?â
After hearing that, Catherine let out a cold laugh.
She thought Rachael was so stubborn.
âWhat about you?â Catherine asked as she coldly stared at Rachael. Then she continued, âYou collaborate with Pete and willingly give up the Swannsâ. Who are you being fair to?â
Rachael realized that Catherine knew what she had done. Rachael was also taken aback and joined her husband on the couch. She hadnât expected Catherine to be aware of these things.
The biggest real estate project of the top five conglomeratesâ agent company in Chritie in the second half of the year happened to be linked to the Swannsâ.
Rachael had given up the Swanns as a gesture of gratitude to persuade the other party to get involved.
If Rachael hadnât damaged the Swannsâ assets, Catherine wouldnât have made this decision. Catherine had completed everything she intended to do.
She had no intention of dragging things out any longer with this couple. Catherine stood up and glanced at the butler she had brought with her.
The butler respectfully nodded to Catherine.
âMiss Swann, rest assured. I will take care of everything.â
After receiving the assurance, Catherine left gracefully.
Rachael realized that Catherine was about to leave and hurried to catch up with her. But she was intercepted by the people Catherine had brought with her. She was not even given a chance to get close to Catherine.
As Catherine left the Swannsâ, she breathed a sigh of relief. In the distance, she noticed the black sedan waiting at the entrance. There was no need to guess. It must be the Branden.
Paxton, who was keeping an eye on Catherineâs exit, quickly informed the man in the back seat.
âMr. Duncan, Miss Swann is coming out.â
Branden put down his laptop, got out of the car, and walked toward Catherine. He personally opened the car door for Catherine. He carefully avoided her wounded arm and helped Catherine into the car.
Catherineâs right arm had just been sutured, and she needed to be extremely cautious. Once seated in the car, Catherine rested her elbow on the window. She squinted at Branden as if asking why he had returned.
Without words, through her eyes alone, Branden understood the message in Catherineâs gaze. On his handsome face, his deep eyes looked tender as he stared at Catherine. He spoke in an attractive voice tinged with a hint of helplessness.
He said, âItâs been four hours.â
Catherine paused for a moment and then realized what he meant.
When the doctor had sutured her wound, the doctor instructed her that because the wound was quite deep, she needed to take an antibiotic every four hours to prevent infection and further complications.
At the time, Catherine hadnât paid much attention to it, but Branden had taken it seriously.
When Catherine looked at him again, he had already taken out the medicine and placed it in front of Catherine with a warm cup of water on the side.
Given that it was offered to her, Catherine didnât want to make a fuss. She reached for the pills and swallowed them. Then Branden handed her a piece of candy. His deep, sparkling eyes shone like stars in the sky.
âItâs a reward!â
The brightly wrapped candy exuded an irresistible charm, which made it clear that the candy must be incredibly sweet.
Catherine hadnât expected that one day, someone would be concerned about her finding a pill bitter and would prepare a candy in advance.
A subtle smile flashed across her beautiful eyes. Catherine unwrapped the candy and placed the pink confection in her mouth. After savoring it for a moment, she gave her assessment.
âItâs sweet.â
On her usually aloof and composed face, a faint and radiant smile appeared. Branden, who witnessed this scene, was momentarily stunned and found himself captivated by her breathtaking beauty.
After a long while, he regained his senses. He reached around her waist from behind and instantly shortened the distance between them.
He had longed for her pink lips.
When it came to matters between a man and a woman, as long as the man was Branden, Catherine had no objections.
She reveled in the pleasure he brought.
When their kiss finally ended, Branden slowly released Catherine.
Branden reluctantly licked his own lips. If it werenât for his worry about continuing like this, he would have hurt her. He couldnât bear to let go of this sweet touch.
After a long aftertaste, Branden also gave his assessment.
He raised his eyebrows and looked vaguely at Catherine. Then he whispered, âIndeed, itâs very sweet.â
His words held a double meaning. Whether he referred to the candy or the person, only he knew. Paxton had been waiting for a while and finally saw a lull in the situation, so he cautiously brought up a matter.
âMr. Duncan, Miss Swann has injured her hand, and she has a major exam the day after tomorrow. Should we make arrangements to assist her?â
Catherine had injured her right hand, which she used for writing. With the wound being quite deep, it would likely be challenging for her to write. This could significantly impact her performance on such an important exam.
Paxtonâs reminder made Brandenâs eyebrows furrow deeply. He stared at Catherineâs arm.
âHow about you donât participate?â
With the Duncansâ influence, getting Catherine into a top-notch school was a piece of cake.
As long as Catherine was happy, even having Branden personally create a world-class institution for her would be no issue.
Thinking about Catherine having to take the exam with her injury, Branden felt a pang of reluctance. However, Catherine, the person directly involved, displayed an indifferent attitude.
She didnât want to waste her time or brainpower on such a trivial matter.
She replied coldly, âItâs fine. Whatever.
Seeing Catherineâs nonchalant and uninterested attitude, Branden didnât push further. Instead, he began contemplating which school would be the best investment.
Everything else was unimportant. It had to suit Catherineâs needs.