Kyle was excited during lunch. When the food was served, he asked everyone to take photos and post
them online in the same way.
This was what would happen when one had absolutely nothing to do in life.
Usually, Hector would play along with Kyle, as long as he didn’t go too far.
As for Katherine, since she took the tea set from Kyle, she could only do as he said.
The three people took pictures of the food from respective angles and posted them online with the
same caption.
Delighted, Kyle put down his phone. "It’s such a pleasure to share my life with my good friends."
Katherine and Hector exchanged a short glance.
Although Kyle could do whatever he wanted on his own turf, in fact, his spiritual life was empty.
He didn’t even have a friend, which made people wonder how he had lived his life before.
Hector smiled and kept his voice low. "Just do as he says. It’s easy to make him happy."
Katherine raised her eyebrows. It sure was easy to make Kyle happy, but what he wanted was a
childish thing to do.
When Katherine, Hector and Kyle were having lunch, the takeaway was also sent to Marshall’s office.
Since Peter was busy with the renovation of Katherine’s store, Marshall had to eat alone and thus
missed the lunchtime.
Khalid got back from lunch, walked by Marshall’s office, saw him start eating, and came in.
Khalid stopped at Marshall’s bureau. "It must be a hectic morning, isn’t it?"
Marshall replied, "Yes. Much preparation work needs to be done for the cooperation."
Khalid drew up a chair and sat down. "Since the Henderson family asks you to do the communication
work between the two companies, does Katherine have any complaints against it?"
Stunned, Marshall had no idea what Khalid was referring to. "No, what complaints can she have?"
Khalid heaved a sigh, not knowing how to put it. "After all, what happened between you and Clara isn’t
over yet. Besides, your mother prefers Clara. Now we’re cooperating with the Henderson family, and
thus you two meet more often, so I’m afraid that Katherine will have complaints."
Marshall smiled. "She won’t. Katherine is actually quite sensible."
In Marshall’s view, Katherine wouldn’t argue with him over Clara, because she expected less from the
marriage than he imagined.
Otherwise, Katherine wouldn’t have agreed in no time once he asked her for a divorce.
Marshall asked Katherine to put on a show with him, while she did that for the reward.
Katherine wasn’t so unreasonable as the Grant family expected.
Khalid said after some consideration, "I heard that WF Group is heavily fined for tax evasion, and that
hits them hard and leaves them a bad rap. I don’t think they’re able to stir up any trouble again in the
future. So how are you going to solve the problem between you and Katherine?"
Marshall knew what Khalid meant. Since WF Group was no longer a threat, he had to figure out how to
make their divorce trickle out in dribs and drabs.
They couldn’t pretended to be a couple for the rest of their lives.
In fact, Marshall had thought about this issue before and replied, "It’s not time yet. WF Group was just
fined for tax evasion. If Katherine and I announced our divorce now, people would associate it with WF
Group, so I’ll do it after some time."
Khalid explained, "I don’t mean to ask you to announce it now. I’m just telling you that you need to think
it through before you make a move. You’re a man, so you might not mind it, but Katherine is a girl, and
her youth is short and precious. You can’t waste her time. She has her own life. If your grandpa was
still alive, he must…"
As he said that, Khalid found it hard to continue.
If Old Mr. Grant was still alive, things wouldn’t have gone this far.
Marshall gave a slight frown, not wanting to talk about this subject anymore. "Alright, I know what to do.
Don’t worry. I’ll put myself in Katherine’s shoes. After all, I promised grandpa that I would take care of
her as much as I could."
Khalid nodded slowly. "That’s great."
He got up and said, "I’ll leave you to your lunch."
Marshall grunted, watching Khalid leave his office.
He breathed a sigh, staring at the food on the bureau.
It was true that WF Group could no longer stir up trouble, but Dolly hadn’t given up yet.
The other day, she went to the journalists, claiming that she would provide some inside scoop.
However, the interview ended up in utter nonsense.
As news became public, the media were doubting the authenticity of the stories she had given before.
Marshall went on with his lunch quietly.
When this issue was over, he did have to consider how to announce the divorce to public.
However, Marshall had said that he would leave this to Katherine, so he needed to go back and talk to
her over it.
Somehow, Marshall felt upset at the thought that he was going to have a talk with Katherine over the
divorce, but he didn’t know why exactly.
Marshall’s phone vibrated after he took a few bites.
It turned out that Clara sent him a form about material supply for the cooperation.
Two seconds after the form was sent, Clara sent Marshall another text, asking him whether he had had
lunch.
Marshall stared at the text for a moment before replying that he was having lunch now.
Clara sent a smile emoji back, saying that she was having lunch too. Since she was eating alone, she
ordered a takeaway from the office.
Marshall didn’t reply, but looked over the form and exited the chat page with Clara.
He stared at the message page for a while, thought a moment and opened Instagram.
Marshall didn’t like Instagram at all, and wouldn’t post any pictures online, because he wasn’t
interested in what someone else had done for the day.
But now, he was really bored.
Marshall didn’t have many contacts on his phone, and it was Peter who kept in touch with his business
partners, so he didn’t follow many people on Instagram.
As he scrolled down, Marshall saw Clara’s post.
It was a picture of the takeaway.
Clara was indeed in her office, and she ordered a good lunch. She also posted a selfie with the lunch
photo, in which she was holding a pair of one-off chopsticks with a big smile.
Marshall glanced at it and kept scrolling down.
Then he saw Kyle’s post that he just updated, which showed a bigger lunch.
No one showed his face in the picture, but the caption said he was having lunch with two good friends
of his.
Two good friends…
Marshall wasn’t sure what kind of people Kyle surrounded himself with, but he had a vague idea.
Since Kyle was having lunch with them happily and called them "friends", they couldn’t be some
acquaintances.
Marshall zoomed in to take a good look at the picture.
Apparently, from the angle that Kyle took the picture, there was someone across the table, whose hand
was laying on the table, and clearly, there was a ring on one of the fingers.
Marshall gave a sneer, looking carefully at the hand in the picture.
All doubts had dissipated.
Although the other person was nowhere to be seen in the picture, Marshall could guess who it was.
He exited Instagram, put the phone aside, and finished his lunch silently.
Peter came back to office a little later than the afternoon work hours began, saying that he left the store
to the renovators for now.
Peter brought the papers that Marshall needed to sign. He clicked his tongue as he handed them to
Marshall. "Katherine asked me to run errands for her, while she herself had a big lunch. My feelings are
hurt."
Marshall looked down over the papers. "How did you know she was having a big lunch?"
Peter blinked. "I saw her Instagram."
As he said that, Peter took out his phone and showed Marshall Katherine’s latest post.
Marshall looked briefly at the picture. The caption was the same as Kyle’s, but the picture was taken
from another angle.
Marshall gave a smile. "You’re right."
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