Marshall asked the driver to send Katherine and him home.
On their way back, Marshall called Peter, asking him to buy some food and take it home.
Since Katherine was not in the right outfit to dine in a restaurant, they decided to have dinner at home.
Surprised, Peter wondered why the two returned so soon and asked, "Were people harassing you
because of the gossip they read online?"
"That’s not the case," Marshall thought to himself.
Those people simply talked behind their backs, and no one dared to ask them about it.
The guests who were qualified to be invited to such a charity event ran big businesses.
All of them were shrewd businessmen, and they knew what to say.
Since no final conclusion had yet been reached on the affair, they wouldn’t take sides at this stage in
case they made enemies.
"No, they weren’t," Marshall answered Peter, then telling him to send the dinner home as soon as
possible.
He also told Peter that Katherine and him hadn’t eaten yet.
It was pretty late now, so Peter set off right away.
Marshall hung up and loosened the tie.
In fact, he didn’t like that kind of occasion either.
But he had to attend one from time to time.
He just couldn’t avoid them.
There wasn’t a lot of traffic on the road now, so it didn’t take long before they got home.
Marshall and Katherine went straight into the house.
The moment she entered the room, Katherine threw off her heels and heaved a sigh. "East or west,
home is best."
Then she took off the jewels on her ears, wrists, neck and fingers as she walked towards the sofa.
She put them on the tea table and said, "These stuff must be expensive. Here, you can have them
back."
Marshall took off his suit and changed his shoes. "Keep them."
However, Katherine wasn’t a fan of the jewels. "I don’t need these flashy stuff. I have no occasion to
wear them. I’ll get robbed easily if I wear them on the street. No matter how expensive they are, they’re
useless for me."
Marshall stared at Katherine in surprise. He didn’t expect her to be so clear-minded.
Rarely, he gave a smile. "Then you may sell them. You can get a good price."
Katherine stretched herself. "Forget it. I don’t know how much they’re worth on earth. I’ll feel terrible if I
find myself tricked. You keep them. You may give them to Miss Henderson if she doesn’t mind."
Marshall paused, saying nothing.
Katherine went upstairs barefoot.
She walked into her bedroom, took out the pajamas and got changed.
It was at this moment that she felt at ease.
Katherine removed her makeup and tied her hair up loosely.
When she went back downstairs, Peter arrived.
He put all the food he bought on the tea table.
Katherine could smell the food from upstairs.
She asked as she walked downstairs. "What have you got? Is there anything I like?"
Peter replied at once, "Of course. I specially picked what you like to eat. Don’t worry."
Marshall’s eyebrows twitched. He cast a look at Peter.
Peter didn’t notice anything. He went over and took out the food. "Come on and eat. This one, here,
you like it, and it’s still warm."
Katherine quickened her pace and took over the food, grinning. "You’re the man to be depended upon."
Marshall stared at the two of them nearby for a long time.
Peter knew Katherine later than Marshall.
He had known her for half a year at most, but he actually knew what she liked to eat.
Peter was indeed a hard worker.
He helped Katherine carry the food to the dining room.
It was unknown what the two were talking about, but Katherine was giggling.
Although Peter kept his voice down, Marshall could still hear what he said.
Peter said, "You really are my goddess. Well done!"
Katherine even patted him on the shoulder and whispered something back.
Peter smirked. "Really? I wish I were there."
Marshall gave a silent smile and walked over.
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