Chapter 225 The Celebration Banquet
The celebration gala had ended, and Catherine was ready to go back and rest. However, her arm was tightly grabbed by Branden. Catherine turned to look at him, her eyes filled with confusion. âWhatâs wrong?â
Branden smiled at Catherine, his eyes filled with gentleness. His deep voice sounded incredibly charming as he said, âYou won the competition. Shouldnât we celebrate?â
Before Catherine could respond, Branden led her into the car, holding her hand. Paxton, who arrived late, sat in the driverâs seat and briefed them on the basic situation.
âSir, Iâve made contact with the Wales. Nash will no longer appear in Casier starting tonight!â
Brandenâs eyes grew cold. He remained silent in response to Paxton. Sitting beside them, Catherine clearly heard what Paxton had said. She was not surprised and had no intention of speaking up for Nash.
They were all adults and should be brave enough to face the consequences. If Nash was willing to take the blame for the person he loved, then he had to accept the punishment. Even if the punishment was severe, it was his own choice!.
As for whether he would regret it, that was none of Catherineâs business. The so-called celebration banquet turned out to be a barbecue, which was not surprising. Catherine loved it!
The waiter handed her the menu for her to choose from. She didnât hesitate and selected her favorite dishes before giving the menu to Branden.
After taking the menu, Branden didnât order anything. He took a pen and changed the flavor option from âextra spicyâ to âmild.â
Catherine glanced at it and instantly furrowed her eyebrows. âMild?â she asked inwardly. âIs he a baby or something?
At that moment, Branden looked up and coincidentally saw Catherineâs perplexed expression. His cold eyes instantly brightened upon seeing this.
In an instant, Branden knew what was bothering Catherine. His voice was gentle and calm, yet still carried a hint of warmth. âToo much spice can hurt your stomach!â
Catherine loved spicy food and couldnât resist it. Branden didnât want to stop her from enjoying herself, but he had to pay attention to her health.
Health was a matter of principle, and he had always been assertive about it. Catherine was also aware of his character. Mild spice was better than no spice at all.
The dishes had just arrived when they looked up and saw a group of people swaggering in, led by Triston. Behind him were Aidan, Ronin, and Bryan, four men with distinct styles. Without exception, they were all handsome and tall and exuded an extraordinary aura.
As soon as the four of them entered the barbecue restaurant, they attracted the attention of the entire place. It was not easy to see a handsome guy on a regular day, and suddenly, there were four. How could one not be excited?
These handsome guys looked more attractive than the other, each with a unique temperament. They were indeed a sight for sore eyes.
The four of them walked straight to Catherineâs table. Triston was the first to speak. âYou guys are not considerate enough. You didnât even call us for a celebration banquet? After all, we also put in effort and tried our best to help, right?â
When he turned around, seeking agreement, he found that the three behind him had all taken a step back, distancing themselves. Triston became angry. âHey, give me a hand, will you?â
Bryan and Ronin simultaneously rolled their eyes at Triston and then turned around and left.
As for Aidan, he was most delighted to have this opportunity to tease Triston. It seemed that the crowdâs wisdom was infinite, effortlessly trapping Triston in a pit. Aidan reached out and patted Tristonâs shoulder. âHey bro, easy, easy!â
Ronin quickly walked to Catherineâs side, pulled out a chair, and sat down, looking smugly at Bryan. Bryan could only grit his teeth and curse Ronin countless times in his heart, âDamn despicable bastard! How dare you step on my toes? Damn it!â
After Ronin sat down, he glanced at the barbecue and noticed that there was only half as much chili as usual. Without hesitation, he exclaimed, â Why is it mild spice? How can we eat this? Who ordered it?â
The disdain in his tone of voice was obvious. Catherine turned her head to look at Ronin, her gaze indifferent.
Ronin suddenly felt like he was being hit head-on by a cold wind, leaving him shivering in the cold. He looked up silently at Catherine, not realizing what mistake he had just made. Catherine casually said, âMild spice is good!â
Ronin suddenly understood that it was his boss who ordered mild spice today. He had unintentionally offended his boss. No wonder she glanced at him like that. Luckily, he hadnât said any insulting words, or else it would be too late to dial 911 now.
Ronin smiled and nodded, acting like a sycophant. âYouâre right, Boss. Mild spice is good.â
Although he agreed on the surface, he couldnât help but feel strange in his heart. Catherine always loved spicy food and couldnât live without it. Why did she suddenly stop eating spicy food today?
Perhaps knowing Roninâs thoughts, Catherine emphasized, âYou should eat less spicy food in the future.â She then added, âItâs good for your health!â
Ronin had been wondering why Catherine was giving up spicy food. Hearing what Catherine said, he instantly understood. It turned out that his boss was worried about his health.
âWow!â Ronin exclaimed in his heart.â Youâre so good to me, Boss!â
Catherine didnât expect her casual remark to evoke such strong emotions in Ronin. She just didnât want him to keep guessing. Sometimes, he liked to keep guessing, and it wasnât necessarily a good thing.
After enjoying the barbecue, Catherine realized that mild spice was acceptable. As they left the restaurant, Paxton was already parked at the entrance, waiting for them.
Aidan greeted Branden with a smile. â
Mr. Duncan, Iâm going back to the Lanesâ tonight. It happens to be on your way, so could you give me a ride?â
He had arrived in Tristonâs car, but now he didnât feel like riding back in it. Since Branden was going the same way, he thought he could catch a ride.
To Aidanâs surprise, Branden replied without even turning his head. âItâs not on the way!â Then, he got into the car.
The Lanesâ was next to Brandenâs mansion, so how could it not be on the way? Aidan couldnât understand and decided to ask Paxton.
âWhere does your boss live now? Why is it not on the way?â Paxton glanced at him and mentioned the name of a residential area.
âThe Earlâs Mansion!â
Aidan found the name familiar and thought about it for a moment before it hit him. âOh, Catherine lives there as well, right? Itâs Audreyâs house!â
It was indeed that house. After a momentâs pause, Aidan seemed to have realized something and exclaimed in disbelief, âAre you two living together?â
Everyone was dumbfounded.