Chapter 801 Zobberâs Disguise
Zobber was bored in the room, so she found her way to Withalâs room and promptly shut down his computer.
Engrossed in a game and on the verge of winning, Withal exploded in anger. He threw down his game controller, glared at Zobber, and snapped, âWhatâs your problem again? Canât you see that Iâm playing a game right now? Donât bother me!â
âYouâre the one with the problem!â Although Withal was still furious, Zobber did not care and stuck close to him. âWithal, letâs go out. I feel like staying here any longer, and I might end up with some illness.â
Withal shot her a disdainful look. âIâd go out if I could, but have you forgotten Catherineâs orders?â He also thought the whole situation was boring. Otherwise, he wouldnât be playing games here.
Catherine instructed them to rest at Connieâs house and not go out for a while. Otherwise, Withal would have already gone out. Although he had some injuries, they were nothing he couldnât handle.
Withalâs response left Zobber helpless. She feared that if they stayed any longer, sheâd go crazy. âWithal, Catherine doesnât want us to go out mainly because sheâs worried about the danger of revealing our whereabouts. But how many people do you think will recognize us if we disguise ourselves?â
Zobber excelled in disguise even more than Catherine. Her suggestion shook Withal, who was well aware of Zobberâs abilities.
Sensing Withalâs change in mood, Zobber seized the opportunity. âLetâs just go out for a short while. Weâll take a stroll and then come back. Nothing will happen.â
Withal was successfully tempted, agreeing to Zobberâs proposal. Before heading out, Zobber disguised both of them.
Zobberâs disguising skills were remarkable. When Withal stood in front of the mirror, he couldnât recognize himself. Seeing his expression, Zobber smirked. âLetâs go. Early out, early back.â
Giving a break to Paxton, Branden personally drove Catherine to Connieâs house. When they passed a large supermarket, Catherine signaled Branden to stop the car. âBuy something for Zobber and Withal. Theyâve been cooped up at Connieâs house for days, probably going crazy.â
Branden never opposed Catherineâs decisions. Whatever she said, he did.
They parked the car in the supermarketâs garage. Branden fetched a cart, and they went shopping together.
Wearing a duckbill hat that hid her face, Catherine didnât attract much attention. Branden, on the other hand, was different. Standing in the crowd, he immediately caught peopleâs eyes. His handsome face was enough to drive women crazy. Coupled with that unique charm he exuded, he instantly drew many admiring glances.
Branden was unconcerned about the attention. His eyes were solely on Catherine.
When Catherine headed to the snacks section, Branden maneuvered the cart in that direction.
Two bold young girls approached him.
The road ahead was blocked, and Branden furrowed his brow, casting a displeased glance at the two girls.
Their intense desire overcame the inner fear, and the girls boldly approached Branden. âHey, handsome, can I get your WhatsApp number?â
After speaking, the girl shifted her gaze to Catherine. âThis lady is your sister, right? I donât think sheâd mind if you give me your WhatsApp number.â
Their speech, immature and irritating, didnât sit well with Branden. But since he had been with Catherine the whole day, he was in a good mood and didnât want to confront the two.
He intended to warn them and make them leave. However, unexpectedly, Catherine walked straight past them without looking back.
The snack area wasnât in that direction, and this sudden move caught Branden off guard.
Seeing Catherine leave, the two girls got more excited and thought she deliberately gave them an opportunity. âHandsome, since that lady avoided us, just give us your WhatsApp number.â
âAsking a stranger for a contact number in broad daylight? Did your parents not teach you any manners?â Branden coldly eyed the two, his attitude not the least bit friendly.
His intense aura left the two girls stunned. Branden didnât want to waste time here. He swiftly pushed the cart in Catherineâs direction.
âI wanted to go to the snack area. Why bring me here?â
âQuit the chatter and follow my lead.â
Not far ahead, an elderly couple argued at a crossroads about where to go next. People found it amusing that they were squabbling over snacks, even at their age.
Catherine, with a serious face, walked toward them. She lightly rested her hand on the manâs shoulder when she passed by.
âWhoâs that?â The man, annoyed by the interruption, spoke harshly.
But when he turned his head, his initially angry eyes turned vacant, mixed with a hint of fear.
The woman, witnessing the manâs sudden loss of words, found it strange. When she turned around, she was taken aback. âCaâ¦â
Before she could finish her sentence, Catherine silenced her with a glance.
The two people were none other than Zobber and Withal in disguise. They had never expected that Catherine would catch their disguised appearance.
Branden rushed over. He was initially puzzled, not understanding why Catherine was angrily leaving. But now, he realized Catherine was trying to catch the two in the act.
Seated in the car, Zobber looked guilty and cautiously nudged Withal, silently asking him. âWhat should we do?â
Withal rolled his eyes, deciding to take whatever punishment came their way. It was their fault for not listening and going out without permission. If Catherine wanted to punish them, theyâd have to accept it.
Seeing Withalâs indifference, Zobber had to figure out a solution herself. She put on a flattering smile, approached Catherine, and asked, âCatherine, what brings you here?â
Catherine remained calm, her eyes cold and indifferent, showing no emotion in her face or voice. âIf I didnât come, how would I witness such a poorly done disguise?â
Zobber was willing to accept punishment, but she couldnât allow Catherine to question her disguising skills. Unhappy, she started to defend herself. âCatherine, where was my disguise poorly done? It was impeccable. Withal couldnât even recognize himself.â
Seeing that she was unconvinced, Catherine reached out and gently rubbed Zobberâs forehead. âThe glue on the headgear is so transparent it reflects light. And you dare say your disguise is impeccable?â
Zobberâs disguise skills were indeed impressive, but this seemingly flawless masquerade was full of loopholes. Upon closer examination, the flaws became apparent.
After Catherine pointed out the flaws, Zobber completely lost her temper. She was trapped at Connieâs place with limited resources, and pulling off such a disguise was already a formidable challenge.
She never thought sheâd encounter the keen-eyed Catherine, who saw through it all at a glance.
âCatherine, I conceded. Punish me as you see fit.â