Chapter 25 Catherine Must Not Be Wronged
"Yo, sorry for freaking you out." Even when Alexander threw down, he moved like some kinda graceful dancer, every punch lookin' like it was choreographed, packed with power!
Catherine was kinda dazed.
First time ever, someone had her back!
Since Elodie passed, no one in the Smith fam gave a damn about her.
Every time she ran into Lucas, even if she did nada, Celeste would find some excuse to lock her up and send Clara to cozy up to Lucas.
Clara was just the nanny's kid, but she got treated better than Catherine in the Smith house.
But Catherine never gave a hoot about Lucas and Clara.
Elodie once held her hand and said sweetly, "Catherine deserves the best guy, someone who'll protect you no matter what."
Catherine glanced at Alexander, who was fixing his sleeves, and her face got a bit warm!
Alexander leaned in, the faint scent of sandalwood hitting Catherine's nose, his smooth voice softly echoing, "Did I scare ya? Sorry, couldn't hold back."
He was a bit jittery, momentarily forgetting the person in front of him was an international top assassin!
"Thanks."
"Who was that dude just now?" Alexander asked.
Catherine's face was blank as she said, "Just some trash, not worth it."
"He said he was your fiancé."
Catherine shrugged, "I don't have such bad taste."
Alexander's eyes lit up with a hint of hidden joy. Even though he knew that guy was nothin' to her, hearing Catherine deny it herself still made him happy.
"Ethan and Eli should be in the private room, let's roll." he said.
Catherine nodded, bent down to pick up the ruby cufflink Alexander had dropped, and handed it to him.
But Alexander extended his hand, the empty cuff dangling in front of Catherine, his eyes full of playful laughter.
Catherine was silent.
'Helping a dude with his cufflinks is kinda intimate, but Alexander just stood up for me, so I can't just ignore him now!'
Thinking this, Catherine didn't refuse, helping him fasten the cufflink.
Catherine's fingers were slightly cool, brushing against Alexander's wrist, stirring a ripple.
Alexander clasped Catherine's wrist, leading her off the dance floor towards the private room.
Catherine looked at him helplessly!
'It's not like I can't walk, why's he pulling me?'
Catherine's hand was soft, not at all like a sharpshooter's, without a single callus, warm to hold, making him reluctant to let go.
"There are a lot of people. Don't get separated from me. Sorry for the abruptness."
Though he said "sorry", Alexander's smile never faded!
X Bar, back alley.
Lucas was tossed by a few bodyguards next to the trash cans in the back alley, the intense pain leaving him unable to move.
"Damn it, Catherine, aren't you just here to serve drinks? Who do you think you are? Wait till you fall into my hands, let's see how you beg for mercy. What a little bitch, she should be grateful I even look at her! Catherine, just you wait!"
'That gigolo hit too hard!'
'When I find out who he is, I'll make sure Catherine and her little lover pay!'
A strong flashlight beam shone into the alley, and the few homeless folks sitting in the corner immediately ran over, telling Charles everything Lucas had just said.
Charles's eyes were filled with malice!
'This scumbag dares to covet Catherine and talk trash?'
'Doesn't he know his own worth?'
'Should've checked him out when they met at the mall last time. Otherwise, Catherine wouldn't have been kidnapped and gone through this crap. As her big bro, I failed 'cause I worried Catherine wouldn't like it!'
Charles suppressed his anger, his thin lips curling up slightly, and said, "Beat him, leave him breathing."
A dozen thugs swarmed in!
The alley echoed with Lucas's screams and desperate pleas for mercy.
Charles stood in the shadows, lighting a cigar, his handsome face filled with regret and self-blame.
'Leaving Lucas alive, I want him to watch the Johnson family go bankrupt!'
Inside X Bar, there were hundreds of private rooms, and without an SVIP card, you couldn't even sniff the top floor. A bottle of champagne here cost more than tens of thousands of dollars, and the floors were gold-plated, making you feel like you were walking into a palace!
"Excuse me, do you have a reservation?"
The waiter stopped Alexander and Catherine. All the reserved guests had arrived, but these two had that high-class vibe, and the waiter didn't dare mess with them.
Alexander whipped out his card and handed it over, the waiter quickly took it, running to verify it.
"Mr. Howard, please come in, your exclusive private room is ready!"
"No need, which room did the previous guests go to? They're my friends, I'll join them."
The waiter quickly replied, "Ethan is in room 8, please!"
Alexander put away the card, leading Catherine towards room 8.
"Do you come here often?" Catherine asked. "No need to explain, I get it."
'Otherwise, how would he have a card?'
Alexander smiled, warm as a summer breeze, without a trace of hostility, but with a hint of panic in his voice!
"The Shadow Syndicate bought a room here. I had a lot of tasks in the country last year, and this place was convenient. The cocktails here are pretty good, I'll bring you to try them sometime."
It was normal for an assassin organization to operate in nightclubs, Catherine also had an exclusive room in this bar!
'I am just asking, why is he so nervous?'
Outside room 8, bodyguards stood guard, burly dudes in black suits and sunglasses scanning everyone who passed by, their waists bulging, clearly packing heat!
"Who are you? Get outta here!"
Alexander reached out, pulling Catherine closer to him, and walked into room 9 under the watchful eyes of the bodyguards.
The bodyguards frowned at the door of room 9 for a long time, a few of them walked up, pressing their ears against the door, trying to hear what was happening inside.
Alexander opened the door, his collar unbuttoned, his expression dark, and he said, "Get lost!"
Seeing this, the bodyguards thought they were just a couple looking for a place to get intimate, and they relaxed, returning to their original positions.
Catherine watched as Alexander unbuttoned his collar in front of her, revealing his sexy Adam's apple, and she looked away uncomfortably.
"You're quite skilled."
"It proves to be a good disguise, but it's my first time using it."
'After all, I never had a suitable partner to disguise with before!'
"Does that mean you often use other disguises?"
Alexander was stunned, feeling like Catherine's words had a deeper meaning.
"You'll know what disguises I use in the future."
Catherine frowned slightly.
'Why should I know what disguises he uses?'
Room 9 was inconspicuous, the smallest private room on the fourth floor of X Bar, barely accommodating Catherine and Alexander.
But since it could form an independent room on the fourth floor, room 9 had its unique value!
Catherine reached out, using her fingerprint to unlock the electronic display in front of them, revealing the surveillance of room 8!
Alexander's deep eyes were filled with surprise and delight!
"The Faceless Ones are not simple, you're lucky to have chosen my room." she said.
"I think I'm luckier to have chosen the right person." he said.
Catherine looked up at Alexander's handsome profile in the dark, his chiseled jawline exuding determination, his thin lips curved in a slight smile, his eyes burning as he looked at her!
Catherine's heart skipped a beat, as if a tiny seed in the dark had broken through the soil.
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