Chapter 389 Family Cook
Catherine followed Randolph to the field, while Branden stayed in Catherineâs small courtyard, accompanied by three Shadow Guards. Unlike his other two brothers, Carlo was a chatterbox who kept talking.
âSir, how did Miss Swann end up in the base? I heard she is Dr. Dunnâs student. Does she know about Dr. Seven?â
It was easier to get things done with acquaintances. If Catherine knew Dr. Seven, there would be no need to rely on Randolph to get information.
Branden leaned back in Catherineâs exclusive chair to rest without reacting to Carloâs question. Knowing that he couldnât get an answer, Carlo had to seek help from his two brothers.
Paxton was also curious. Besides his eldest brother, he was the one who had the most contact with Catherine. He had never seen a girl so mysterious. People said that she was a disaster for the Swanns.
Left in the countryside at a young age, Catherine had suffered, but everyone around her was of a high rank.
And Catherine was even more powerful than these high-ranking individuals. She was highly skilled, and her combat abilities were extraordinary.
He initially thought he could spar with Catherine for a few rounds, but he didnât expect that even if the three brothers attacked her together, they were no match for her and were beaten miserably.
âSir, donât we need to arrange for someone to investigate Miss Swann?â
Suddenly, Branden opened his eyes, and a cold chill emanated from his deep gaze. The icy stare frightened Paxton. He immediately knelt down. âSir, Iâm sorry!â
âSix miles!â Branden said coldly. Paxton didnât dare to make a sound. He immediately stood up, preparing himself for the six-mile weight- bearing run.
Seeing this, even Carlo, the chatterbox, didnât dare to speak, not to mention Cory. The two of them silently prepared to escape, hoping to avoid Brandenâs punishment.
However, before they had taken a few steps, they heard a cold voice coming from behind them.
âTwelve miles!â
Carlo trembled all over. He thought he could escape, but they were in a worse situation than Cory. They exchanged glances and turned around, respectfully bowing to accept their punishment.
Paxton was right. Never offend the people who were close to their boss because it was much more serious than offending their boss himself.
After all, their boss was even more terrifying than a demon. Randolph was with Catherine in the field, examining the newly cultivated seeds. Looking at the golden ears of wheat, his face lit up with a smile.
âMiss Swann, look how plump they are. With these seeds, wheat production can increase by one-fifth annually, helping many people solve their food and hunger problems.â
The thought of how many peopleâs food and hunger issues could be improved each year because of these new seeds made Randolphâs eyes well up with tears.
Catherine looked at her carefully cultivated creations in front of her, her eyes filled with a sense of joy. As she turned her head slightly, she saw Randolph, who looked like a child with red eyes and even a red nose.
âHey, old man, why are you crying?â
âMiss Swann, Iâm so happy!â Randolph had no trace of embarrassment. In front of Catherine, he could express his inner emotions without any reservations.
âI have to thank you for constantly helping me fulfill my wishes!â
His wish was to cultivate better, more outstanding, and higher-yielding seeds. Over the years, with Catherineâs help, he had been able to improve the seeds time and time again, conducting repeated experiments and yielding significant results each time.
This was the happiest day of his life.
Catherine chuckled. The only thing she could do to help Randolph was to change the data and assist him in researching plant genetics. And the current results in front of them were only possible with Randolphâs hard work and decades of silent cultivation. He had dedicated all of his youth and passion to this land.
After the sentimental moment passed, Randolph returned to the main topic. He thought of another matter.
Initially, he didnât dare to speak up in the courtyard, where there were too many people. Now, he felt more at ease in this field with only him and Catherine.
âMiss Swann, why did you bring the Duncans here? Arenât you worried that they will discover your identity?â
Catherine shrugged indifferently.â
Whatever.â
She didnât care at all whether Branden knew she was Dr. Seven. Even if he did, what could he do?
Given the current power of the Duncans, they wouldnât come to her. Seeing Catherineâs nonchalant attitude, Randolph didnât want to worry too much, either. Catherine was smart. She always had a backup plan.
These were not the things that worried Randolph the most. He was most concerned about Catherineâs safety.
âMiss Swann, the Duncans have suddenly mobilized so many people. It shows that the people sent by Asmein are not ordinary. You should be more cautious!â
Randolph knew that if her identity was exposed, it would attract the attention and competition of many countries, and that would truly put her in danger, causing nothing but trouble.
Catherine understood what he was worried about. She patted his shoulder softly, saying, âFocus on your research. Leave these things to me.â
After inspecting the wheat fields, Catherine decided to pack up and leave.
âMiss Swann, you go ahead. I still have one more field to inspect before I go back!â Randolph looked at Catherine with a happy smile. For him, these vast wheat fields were his lifeline.
Catherine knew his determination. She didnât try to persuade him. She simply turned around and left. Back in the courtyard, she saw Branden lying there leisurely. Not far away, the Duncan trio was panting heavily from running.
âWelcome back, Boss!â Seven noticed Catherineâs return and hurriedly moved to stand in front of her. Catherine reached out and patted its round little head, softly saying, âGood boy!â
In an instant, Branden was already standing before her, gazing at her from a step away.
âThis robot is not bad.â
âWell, I made it as a companion a couple of years ago.â
Catherineâs tone was notably casual, not taking the matter seriously at all. Branden carefully examined the robot, knowing very well how remarkable it was.
In todayâs market, no matter how much money one had, it wasnât easy to buy such high-end robots unless they were in specialized laboratories. The programming of these intelligent robots was too complex, the craftsmanship requirements were high, and there were specific requirements for the users, making it difficult to popularize.
Thinking of all this, Branden couldnât help but smile. In his opinion, Catherine was an absolute genius, excelling in everything she did.
âIâm hungry. letâs make something to eat!â Catherine placed her hand on her stomach and looked straight at Branden.
Branden was also hungry. Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he imitated Catherineâs action of touching the robot and gently touched her head, saying tenderly, âOkay, Iâll cook for you.
âHurry up. The food in the cafeteria these days hasnât been as delicious as what you make!â Catherine complained dissatisfiedly. Although Randolph had arranged for the cafeteria to make special meals for her, it still couldnât compare to Brandenâs cooking.
âIâll go immediately, and I promise youâll be satisfied!â
Branden looked proud, as if he wanted to wear a sign that said âFamily Cook Exclusively for Catherine.â