The News Spreads
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Hearing this, Marcus suddenly sighed.
"Yeah, if you don't return, the company will go bankrupt ......"
Hearing this, Catherine interrupted Marcus and asked in a deep voice, "The Anthony Group wants to end their cooperation with us?" Marcus shook his head and said.
"It's not the Anthony Group; the Harlan Group has been fighting for this partnership lately. They're in the building materials business now, too, and they hit on the Anthony Group, but Mark didn't say anything."
"I am worried that if Su snatches away even the only cooperation with the Anthony Group, then we will have to file for bankruptcy." Catherine's face changed slightly, and she fell into deep thought; she spoke after a moment of silence.
"I know. I'll find a chance to ask Mark what he thinks as soon as I can, but if the Marcus family is truly outclassed, there's nothing I can do about it."
Marcus' heart surged with renewed hope when he heard Catherine say that.
He realized that Catherine had changed significantly this time and even had a different aura.
"Catherine, don't you blame me and your mom? Four years ago ......"
"Dad, you don't have to say anything; what's past is past."
Catherine had stopped blaming Marcus and Marina long ago; if it hadn't been for that one time four years ago, she wouldn't have Vivian.
She believed that everything was for the best.
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Day two.
The Anthony Group's business dinners are a mix of clothes and drinks.
"Have you heard? Catherine is back."
"Really? She has the nerve to return when she was accepted so badly by Mark."
"Yes, in the beginning, she was chasing Mark after him, then somehow she sneaked off alone to a foreign country, saying something about studying abroad. I don't believe it. Who knows what she did outside?" The crowd burst into laughter.
"What about Mark coming today, too? I wonder if Catherine will come." Some people couldn't wait to see the action.
"I wouldn't have the face to come if I were her." The young woman played with her flourishing hand and spoke contemptuously.
Someone saw the young woman and immediately came forward, "You must be Paige, Catherine's junior high school classmate."
Paige grunted softly, as if being in middle school with Catherine was a humiliating event in her life.
She spun her glass and sneered, "Katherine went around saying she was Mark's girlfriend in junior high, and she's not afraid of a sore neck when she's wearing a hat that big."
She took a sip of her wine and continued.
"In the past, when the Marcus family was glorious, Mark couldn't even look at Catherine; now that the Marcus family has fallen, what kind of capital can she, Catherine, still have to be proud of? Even if she took the initiative to send it to Mark's bed, Mark wouldn't even look at it!"
A flip-flop that drew another laugh from the crowd.
Catherine wore a tiny sheath dress today, with cut-outs on the sides of her waist, making her waist look thinner and her breasts more firm.
The uninvited corners of the room were filled with all these unpleasant words, word for word, into Catherine's ears.
Four years, and these people don't update their words?
Seeing Laura in the crowd, Kathryn understood that being misinformed by such an ungrateful presence was natural.
At one point, they got it all wrong.
Catherine thought to herself - at least he was willing to look at Mark when she volunteered to send him to bed.
It's sad.
For myself and for these women who are blinded by power and male lust.
Paige was still talking in a high tone. "Looks like the Marcus family is really down and out. What are they wearing? How did they blend in? Don't mind the shame."
Catherine squeezed her glass of red wine tightly.
Indeed, the Marcus family had fallen on hard times, and she couldn't afford the brand she usually wore, so she picked a national brand, last year's model.
"It's okay."
A looker in the crowd deliberately provoked Paige.
"It looks pretty good. Why don't we call her over and ask which brand it is.?
A malevolent gleam came into Paige's eyes, and she waved at Catherine impishly as if calling out to Server.
"Hey, Catherine, come here a minute."
Catherine had come to the party to pull in investments. She was in no mood to put on a show with this group of young ladies, so she politely nodded at her and was about to walk away.
"Wow, Paige, she's so draggy; she doesn't even give you a face!" The crowd let out a roar of laughter.
Paige's face went green, and she coldly sauntered over to Kathryn, questioning angrily.
"Are you blind or disabled? This is your attitude when someone calls you over. Do you know how to be polite?"
Catherine looked at her with a retarded look, swept her feet that had ten centimeters of hate heights on them, and said indifferently.
"Oh, you've got quite a leg up."
The implication is that you don't want to talk to you, but you're still rushing to others to make your presence felt, looking for dislike.
"Paige, don't."
Laura said as she came alongside in style.
"Catherine, she's busy."
After grinning, he lowered his voice and said, "Busy is looking for the gold master. How can he have time to take care of you?"
Paige laughed cooperatively.
"I'll say." The heavily made-up face came up to Catherine.
"Well, we're old classmates, at least. Do you want me to introduce you?"
Still, with a salty expression, Catherine opened her mouth, making both blush.
"Yeah, why don't you introduce your dad?"
Paige's dad, a real estate predator and a notorious stud, has a ton of illegitimate children. Paige, born to a proper wife, is constantly being robbed by her illegitimate children just because she's a girl, and she hates it but can't do anything about it.
At this time, Catherinesaysy says, kill and kill na.
"You!" Paige was angry and raised her hand to hit her, "Kathryn, shame on you!"
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