CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times novel Chapter 315

Katherine was telling the truth; Marshall was causing her trouble.

Marshall always said ambiguous things, which really made Katherine wonder how she should react.

Katherine continued, "Fine. Let me find the reason from myself, maybe my attitude after the divorce made you feel that I seem to be interested in you. I'm sorry, Mr. Grant, I’m not interested in you. I hope we can grow old and die without having had any dealings with each other. Happy ending for everyone."

Marshall stared at Katherine without saying anything.

Katherine was looking at Marshall while she said those words.

Her eyes didn't dodge, and her tone was tepid.

The more magnanimous she was, the more proof that what she said was true and that she has not lied.

Marshall felt uncomfortable.

He let out a sigh of relief, "Let's not talk about it anymore. Please be happy today. The media is here."

Katherine sneered, "Fine, I'll show you some respect."

At the end of one dance music, Katherine pushed Marshall away when switching to another dance music, “I don’t want to dance. I’m tired. The shoes keep rubbing against my heels.”

Marshall still remembered the last time Katherine's foot was injured and needed a band-aid.

He let go of her hand.

Katherine walked out of the dance floor.

The next song was a soothing song.

Now that there were many people on the dance floor, who wanted to dance ballroom dancing.

Hearing the style of the music, Kyle also walked out of the dance floor.

The men were joking, some were still teaming up with their dance partners, and some went to take a break.

As soon as Marshall was about to leave, Clara came over, "Marshall."

Marshall stood there, "Miss Henderson."

Clara fluffed her hair, "Want to dance together?"

She seemed a little shy, her face flushed slightly.

The men and women around have already danced following the melody.

Marshall looked at Clara, "Yes."

He reached out and made an invitation gesture, Clara put her hand in his hand.

Katherine returned to her seat and drank the juice.

The colorful lights on the dance floor have been removed, and the curtains have been opened.

It looked like a formal dance party.

Marshall and Clara were conspicuous, Katherine saw them at a glance.

She smiled and drank all the juice in the glass.

Kyle was tired, but looked very happy. He leaned over, "Am I doing well?"

Katherine laughed, "What do you think?"

"I'm not bragging. None of them are matches for me." Kyle looked proud.

Katherine didn’t know what he was so proud of.

Katherine nodded, "Well, you are the best of the best."

Kyle rested for a while, looking at the dance floor, and then he said, "How come Marshall and Clara get together?"

Katherine smiled, "Isn't it normal? If the two of them don't get together, who else can Clara be with?"

Kyle didn't like Clara, and naturally thought that Marshall should draw a clear line from Clara, "Look at them, they are hugging each other."

Katherine stood up and said, "Okay, if you can't stand it, let's go somewhere else and ignore them."

Kyle really didn't want to see the two of them dancing affectionately there, which was hard on his eyes.

He and Katherine didn’t really have a place to go, so they walked along the side of the banquet hall towards the backyard.

After walking for a while, they saw someone leading a group of monks in.

Katherine was surprised, "What’s this for?"

Kyle said, "I heard my old man say that it seems that the Walters have invited a high-ranking monk to pray for Old Mrs. Walters. It’s probably these people."

Katherine nodded; businessmen believed this.

When Old Mr. Grant was lying in bed, the Grant also invited monks to chant every day in the Grant residence.

But at that time, there was actually a master who made a divinatory trigram for Old Mr. Grant, and he told granny Grant that the divinatory trigram pointed to a bad omen.

granny Grant didn't believe it, she felt that Old Mr. Grant still had chance.

After all, they even held a wedding to get rid of the disease, how could it all be useless?

Katherine saw the monks walking towards a certain house in the backyard, thinking that there was the place where Old Mrs. Walters lived.

Katherine stared at them for a while and didn’t look.

She and Kyle walked towards the rockery in the backyard, where there was a small pavilion.

It was probably because the dance floor was lively, and now there were no people outside.

Katherine and Kyle went over and sat down. Katherine was a little tired and lay on the stone table.

Kyle cried, "It’s cold."

He spread his coat on the table, "It's ready now."

Katherine looked at Kyle, "You are really my bosom male friend."

Kyle said bah.

Katherine grinned, "Show me your picture again."

Kyle knew which one Katherine was talking about, so he took out the wallet and showed it to Katherine.

They really didn’t look alike, and there was nothing similar.

Katherine stared at photo, "How many people have you seen that look like your mother?"

"I think my eldest sister used to looked alike her, but now she doesn't. Later I think my second sister looks a bit like her, but if you look closely, she doesn't." Kyle looked at Katherine seriously, "Now I think you look like her."

Katherine looked at the photo again, and almost knew the reason.

She touched the photo, "At least she left you something to think about."

Much better than her.

There was no picture of her parents in her family.

She heard from her grandpa that when her parents ran away, grandpa still kept their photos.

Many years passed, they never returned.

Her grandpa thought her parents were dead, and burned all the photos.

There was no need to keep their things.

Katherine lay on the table, chatting with Kyle. Someone from the Walters passed by outside the pavilion.

She remembered the two people helped Old Mrs. Walters to give a speech.

The two people asked a group people to carry something, and they seemed to be heading towards the banquet hall.

They carried a large wooden box, which looked heavy, and Katherine didn’t know what's in it.

Katherine stood up and took a look, "Could it be a lottery?"

Kyle was not interested, and he didn't even take a look.

When those people left, Katherine sat down to tidy up her clothes, "It's boring. What can’t those people do with their money? Why do they have to torture themselves?"

As soon as she finished her sentence, and someone next to her spoke, "Miss Jordan, I didn't expect to see you here."

Katherine was stunned and turned to look.

Kyle said first, "Are you Marshall’s younger brother?"

It was Lucas Grant.

Lucas was alone, without a companion. He stood on the steps outside the pavilion, with a bright smile on his face, "I thought it was you, but I didn't dare to recognize you. I didn't expect it was really you."

Katherine stood up, "Wow, you are here too."