Chapter 508 I Donât Need a Reason
Jada was infuriated by the Duncansâ words. She couldnât believe that not only did Branden defend Catherine, but even Karl did as well. Karl publicly stated that Catherine had been betrothed to Branden since childhood. What could she say now? Wouldnât she become a laughingstock in Loxton after today?
Jada was so angry that she wanted Conor, her grandfather, to stand up for her. âGrandpa, theyâ¦â
Before Jada could finish her sentence, Conor sternly interrupted her, âJada, stop making a scene!â
Conor knew that Jada had suffered a loss this time, but there was nothing he could do to seek justice for her. Today was his birthday banquet, and there was no need to make a fuss. Judging from Karlâs attitude and Brandenâs behavior, Catherine was someone the Facers couldnât afford to offend, even though she hadnât officially become a part of the Duncans.
Conor had known Karl for decades, but he had never seen Karl defend anyone so firmly in public. It was evident how much Karl loved this future granddaughter-in-law of his.
Perhaps even Brandenâs mother was not qualified to be treated in this way.
Despite Conorâs dissuasion, Jada was still unhappy. She had never felt so embarrassed in her life. She even felt that the gazes around her were mocking her as if she had been stripped naked and thrown on the street.
She stomped her feet in anger and shouted at Conor, âGrandpa, say something! Are we afraid of the Duncans? Today is the Facersâ banquet.
This woman openly assaulted me, which is a serious insult to the reputation of the Facers.â
Jadaâs voice was sharp, and Catherine had already taken off her earphones. The piercing sound was like a screeching cat, causing Catherineâs eyebrows to slightly furrow.
Catherine couldnât tolerate it anymore, and she didnât need to. Before Branden could intervene, she stood up directly.
Catherine was much taller than Jada, and as Catherine stood up, the domineering aura she exuded gradually intensified.
Jada couldnât believe that Catherine was still so arrogant. She thought that Catherine was taking advantage of the Duncansâ power. This made Jada even more dissatisfied.
âGrandpa, look at her. She doesnât think sheâs wrong, and sheâs still so arrogant!â
âHmph!â Catherine snorted coldly, her expression icy as she stared at Jada.â Yeah, Iâm arrogant, but what can you do about it?â
Furious, Jada instantly retorted, âYou hit me! What makes you think you have the right to be so arrogant?â
Her goal was to make Catherine a target of public criticism. She didnât believe that the Duncans would tolerate a woman who was despised by everyone.
Playing tricks and acting innocent might work on others, but to Catherine, it was a joke.
Catherine took a step forward and crossed her arms. She didnât say anything, but her imposing aura alone could overwhelm Jada.
âI hit you, so what? I donât need a reason for that.â
Such arrogance shocked the onlookers. They had never seen someone so audacious before.
Even Conor was momentarily stunned.
Karl, who was standing beside them, didnât get angry at Catherineâs arrogance. Instead, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. He felt a surge of excitement in his heart. âAs the woman my grandson has chosen,â he murmured inwardly, âbeing domineering is necessary!â
Baron, who had been silent on the side, noticed Conorâs attitude. He knew that Conor had been provoked by Catherineâs behavior.
In Baronâs opinion, the reason Catherine could be so arrogant was that she had the power to behave like that.
As he was currently employed by the Facers, he decided to do something for his employers.
Baron stood up and approached Conor, whispering a few words. Conorâs expression changed instantly. He turned his head and looked at Baron with a serious gaze, confirming the truth behind his words.
Baron understood Conorâs meaning and looked sincerely at him. âMr. Facer, please believe me!â
Conor had investigated Baronâs background and work experiences before hiring him as the Facersâ bodyguard, so when Baron said this, Conor knew he was telling the truth.
After a few seconds, Conorâs face became calm, but his eyes remained chilling. He looked at Baron and said, â Take Jada away!â
Baron knew that Conor believed what he had said. He followed Conorâs order without hesitation and took Jada away. Regardless of her struggles, he didnât loosen his grip on her.
Having forcibly sent away his granddaughter, Conor smiled at Karl, glancing in Catherineâs direction. He casually said, âKarl, youâre so lucky!â
However, the smile on Conorâs face soon faded.
Karl was taken aback, not knowing what Conor was up to. But he knew that Conor wouldnât compromise unless he encountered a tough opponent.
Karl forced a smile and bantered with Conor for a while.
Under the bantering of the two big shots, the banquet returned to its previous lively atmosphere. However, everyone present tonight would remember the name âCatherine.
After all, who could maintain such an arrogant attitude after hitting Jada at a birthday banquet held by the Facers? There probably wouldnât be a second person like her in the entire Loxton.
On the second floor of the banquet hall.
In the study, Conor sat majestically at the head of the table, while his son, Franklin Facer, stood in front of him.
Franklin was the eldest son of the Facers and the father of Jada. Conor was now in a semi-retired state, with half of the Facersâ power falling on Franklinâs shoulders.
After receiving the news about his daughter, Franklin immediately went to his father.
âDad, even though the Duncans are powerful, weâre not in Casier. Now, Brandenâs woman is openly provoking us. She even hit Jada. Are we just going to let her get away with it? What about the reputation of the Facers?â
After Franklin knew what Catherine did to his daughter, his face turned dark with rage.
The Facers had never been humiliated like this before!
The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension.
Conor, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly looked up, his sharp gaze directed at his son.
âReputation, huh? Today is my 70th birthday, and an audacious came to my door and slapped my granddaughter in the face. Isnât that the same as humiliating us all? Of course, Iâm angry!
Conorâs words made sense, but Franklin didnât understand why his father was tolerating this.
âDad, then, why didnât youâ¦â
âDo you think Iâm afraid of the Duncans?â Conor glared at his son in anger.
Seeing that Franklin still didnât understand, Conor pointed at Baron.
âYou tell him. What is the background of that girl named Catherine Swann!â