Chapter 357 Someone is Targeting Catherine
Catherine Swann didnât pay much attention to it and told Scott Theo she was having dinner with friends.
âYou can come if you want!â
Scott was not shy at all. He had one thought in his mind: to meet Catherine! He was even willing to eat while standing if thatâs what it took.
As he was excited to receive Catherineâs response, he immediately replied, â Great, thank you, Chief! Please give me the address. Rodge and I will come over right away!â
The cheeky imp even took advantage of the situation to bring Rodge along. Catherine thought he was quite the character.
Knowing that they had been waiting in Oceanvile for a while, she assumed they would be familiar with Meadow Restaurant and mentioned the name to Scott. After hanging up the phone, she mentioned to Branden.
She said, âI have two friends coming to Oceanvile.â
âAlright,â Branden Duncan responded gently. Paxton, standing nearby, understood and left to pick them up. Catherine remembered Grayson as she thought about friends.
âRonin, contact Grayson and ask if heâs coming,â said Catherine immediately. Ronin grinned at Catherine, â Catherine, Grayson called me ten minutes ago. I told him we were at Meadow Restaurant, and he said he was waiting for a ride to pick him up. Then heâll come over!â
Grayson was his best friend, so there was no way he could forget him! As for Catherineâs friends in Oceanvile, Ronin had no idea who they were.
He knew that Catherine had a remarkable laboratory in Oceanvile. However, it was her project, and he had little involvement in it. Consequently, he didnât know the members of her lab. Just as the food arrived, the private roomâs door was knocked on again.
Ronin opened the door, and Paxton led several people inside. The first to enter was Grayson, a well- known idol star recognized by everyone. The other two were unfamiliar to everyone except Catherine.
Rodge, wearing a black shirt, was tall and handsome. Standing beside him was Scott, who looked even younger than Ronin. He wore a hoodie and a baseball cap, giving him a youthful appearance.
As soon as Scott entered and saw Catherine, his eyes lit up like light bulbs.
âChief, Iâm here!â He shouted and was about to rush over. Fortunately, Rodge was quick to react. He grabbed Scott and held him tightly by the collar to prevent him from approaching Catherine.
Scott, who was being held back, was a bit disgruntled. He turned to glare at Rodge and questioned him with his eyes.
Rodge gave him a cold glance and said, âDid you forget what I told you before we left?â
Scott instantly realized his mistake and became obedient again. When he greeted Catherine again, he was much quieter.
âCatherine, Iâm here!â repeated Scott.
âPlease have a seat,â replied Catherine as she gestured to the empty seats beside her. The others didnât react much, although they found it odd when Scott addressed Catherine as âchief.â However, they didnât dwell on it.
On the other hand, Roninâs face turned a bit unpleasant from the moment Scott appeared. He couldnât help but mutter to himself in his mind, âWhat the hell! Another guy has come to compete for Catherineâs favor. This is getting unbearable!â
Once Scott seated himself, he noticed that Grayson was beside him. Despite his young age, Scott was quite knowledgeable about the entertainment industry. Upon seeing Grayson, his eyes lit up like light bulbs.
âOh my gosh, Iâm sitting at the same table as Peerless Grayson now! Is this for real? Iâm so honored! Iâm so happy! â said Scott. People like Grayson, who were Catherineâs friends, were always treated generously.
âHello, Iâm Grayson. Itâs a pleasure to have the opportunity to have a meal with you,â Grayson said amiably.
Though Scott was naive, he wasnât foolish. He knew that Grayson, a famous idol, wouldnât be here at the dinner table without some connection to Catherine.
His admiration for Catherine reached new heights, and he couldnât help but show starry-eyed affection.
âCatherine, your friends are all amazing!â
Catherine smiled at him. Thus, she felt teens like Scott were hard not to like.
He was highly endearing, sweet, and had an innocent charm.
On the other hand, Rodge rolled his eyes silently, deeply regretting bringing this guy to meet Catherine. He made a subtle gesture, urging Scott to behave.
Upon receiving the hint, Scott closed his mouth and obediently continued eating.
Meadow Restaurant truly lived up to its reputation as the top private kitchen in Oceanvile. Each dish was not only artistically presented but also delicious.
The freshly served abalone was particularly exquisite and looked very fresh. Catherine glanced at it with a slight frown and didnât pick up her cutlery.
The next moment, a perfectly peeled abalone was placed before her. Accompanied by the magnetic yet gentle tone of the man, âGive it a try. If you like it, Iâll peel some more for you.â
The abaloneâs flesh was semi- transparent and exceptionally fresh. The manâs peeling skills left the meat intact, carefully extracting every corner from the shell. Catherine raised her fork and placed the peeled abalone into her mouth.
On the side, Ronin noticed that Catherine had started eating and silently stuffed half-peeled shrimp meat into his mouth.
Since Catherine didnât need him, he would take care of himself. Scott, with nothing else to do aside from enjoying the delicious food, was quietly playing with his phone since Rodge didnât allow him to talk. While scrolling through his phone, he suddenly screamed, âAhâ¦â
Everyone immediately stopped using their forks and looked at him. Rodge couldnât help but rub his temples and muttered, âWhy are you acting so dramatic? Canât you calm down?â
Scott anxiously grabbed Rodgeâs hand, shaking it, and turned his gaze toward Catherine. âChief, someoneâs trashing you on the internet!â
Seeing how anxious he was, he had even forgotten to use the appropriate title. The next moment, everyone took out their phones and opened Twitter.
Catherine, the person at the center of attention, didnât seem in a hurry at all. She didnât even touch her phone. Since someone would inform her about it, she felt no way to be anxious.
Branden was on the same page. He slowly removed the shell from the abalone, placing the fresh abalone meat into Catherineâs bowl and meticulously cleaning his hands before picking up his phone.
Triston, sitting on the side, seemed more anxious than anyone else, showing an impatient demeanor. He was the bystander who was more concerned than the person concerned.
âMr. Duncan, someone is really trashing Catherine. Take a look!â said Triston.
Branden took the phone and glanced at the Twitter posts. His deep eyes darkened, and his aura instantly became more intense.