Escape With The Ball

Vivian discovered?

After the loud slamming of the door, Catherine sat disoriented on the bed.

She ....... It should be poorly done!!!

This kind of thing should be fun to do with a close favorite.

But Mark had never had such feelings for himself.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have done that to her four years ago.

Though unwell, Catherine dared not have the luxury of any cleansing stayovers.

When Mark stepped out, she quickly straightened her dress and put on her shoes.

Mark looked at the "newborn" Catherine, and the last lust in his eyes disappeared.

"President, without delaying your rest, I hope you can keep your promise ......"

"Promises, what promises."

Mark stretched out his long legs and sank into the leather sofa. He lazily lit a cigarette, and an overwhelming air of nobility surrounded him.

Kathryn looked at Mark with a "nothing happened" look and panicked.

After all, she was still too young to match Mark.

"The Marcus family just wants to hold on to this last cooperation."

Mark got up and walked toward Catherine, sneering and tackling Catherine's chin.

"Cooperation is fine as long as you keep 'cooperating' with me properly."

Mark's words shattered Catherine's pretense of composure, and she sobered instantly.

"Mark, are you shitting me?"

Mark smiled in disbelief, "Catherine, you should be glad I'm still willing to make you an offer."

Catherine clenched her fists, her mind unable to tell if it was humiliation or anger, only the endless ache that struck deep within her body, almost routing her.

Catherine's face went white, and after a long time, before she could speak, the man's cold ear had fallen like a heavy stone.

"My patience is limited; think it over before contacting me."

-

Catherine wasn't sure how she had trudged back to the Marcus family, only that the sight of Vivian asleep in her bed had caused her instant pandemonium.

"Joey, what's Vivian doing here?"

"I'm sorry, Catherine ......"

"Vivian has been clamoring to see you and throwing up and having diarrhea, and you wouldn't answer your cell phone when I called, so I had to come to your house to find you. Joe explained in a small voice, full of guilt.

Catherine blushed hard; Vivian's age and looks were too apparent for Marina and Marcus to see the mystery at a glance.

"Catherine, you're actually pregnant with Mark's baby. Why didn't you tell the family about such a big deal?!"

Marina's mouth glared at her daughter, but her eyes were as jubilant as if she had hit the jackpot.

"If we knew you were pregnant in the first place, we couldn't have let you leave the country even if we were dead ......"

If Catherine hadn't left in the first place, wouldn't they, the Marcus family, have been tied to the Antony family's big boat long ago, and would they still be in this situation today?

"That's right, Kathryn, as a mother, you're too capricious to let your child suffer along with you."

Marcus didn't know what had gotten into his daughter, who didn't want to be a promising young grandmother but had to go to a foreign country to be a single mother.

"So what, I should be the first to carry the child to the Anthony family to claim credit and sell it for a good price?"

After another humiliating experience with Mark, Catherine could no longer pretend to play the dutiful daughter.

"Kathryn, we're doing what's best for you and the baby; how do you talk like that, kid?"

Marina's face instantly changed when her obedient daughter contradicted her like that.

"Vivian is my daughter; how I raise her is my business."

Catherine tells herself to try to forget about being drunk by her own mother, not because she's foolish but simply because she got Vivian.

"Catherine, Vivian is the eldest daughter of the Anthony family, a true young lady!"

Catherine saw clearly through the eagerness in her mom and dad's eyes the calculations in their minds.

Once Vivian recognized her ancestors, their status as grandparents of the eldest daughter of the Anthony family was self-evident.

At this moment, she realized that the cheapness that her parents had not gained by betraying her back then would now be reclaimed by offering up her granddaughter.

In front of Joey, she wanted to preserve the last vestige of decency for the Marcus family and had to send her away first.

"Catherine, what are you going to do?"

"I'll go back to England tomorrow."

Joey looked at the determination in Catherine's eyes and couldn't say anything else.

On the way home, Joey stared at Mark's number on his cell phone, torn to the core.

She couldn't confirm whether Mark loved Catherine, but she knew precisely if Mark had had a woman in the last four years.

Never!

As one of the very few family friends of the opposite s*x who had a personal relationship with Mark, she could be one hundred percent certain that Mark had never had any ambiguous relationships.

The adults of the Anthony family were worried sick about this, but Mark had never been with a "suspected" woman.

If Anthony's family had known about Catherine's mother and daughter's existence, they would not have sat idly by.

That's Mark's daughter, the future first lady of A City!

-

After sending Joey away, Catherine went straight to her room. She locked the door after warning Marina and Marcus that they would not tell anyone about Vivian's existence.

The sleeping Vivian beamed, her small face still pale because of the water and soil.

Facing the room she had lived in for more than twenty years, Kathryn was surprisingly not the least bit attached to it.

She lay next to her daughter, browsing through the flight information for her flight to England.

Just now, it was her final sacrifice as the daughter of the Marcus family.

After that night, Katherine wanted nothing more to do with this place.

Especially ...... Mark.

Cupping Vivian's face, Catherine softly said she was sorry.

"I'm sorry, Vivian, Mom swears...... Definitely ...... Try to be the best mom in the world ......"

Please forgive me for the fact that I may not be able to give you a loving biological father.