Chapter 97

Before long, Ethan’s father called in anger. “You useless son, what the hell did you do? Even your uncle was offended and Golden Corporation withdrew all their funds. Get back here this instant.” ... The next morning, Catherine received a call from Wesley. “Do you have time to have lunch together? I want to talk to you about the villa.” “Sure.” “I’ll pick you up in my car,” Wesley said in a soft voice, “I’m afraid you won’t know the way to the restaurant.” Catherine could only go along with his arrangement. At noon sharp, Wesley’s car appeared downstairs. She got in, and Wesley handed her a cup of milk tea. “I’m sorry, you were wronged yesterday.” The milk tea was not expensive, so Catherine took it without reservations. “After being backstabbed by a relative, I believe that you’re not feeling too good either, President Lyons.” “You’re really smart.” Wesley’s eyes were full of bitterness, but there was sincere appreciation in his voice. “Ethan has really disappointed me. He