Chapter 146 I Am Mrs. Henderson

After a while, the waiter began to serve the food.

Marshall ordered many dishes which took up more than half the table.

Katherine had been waiting with chopsticks.

She took a bite first, and mumbled, "Why did you order so many? Are you in a bad mood?"

Marshall sneered, "I thought you liked it."

Katherine was taken aback, thinking of the day she divorced him. She had deliberately ordered a lot of
dishes.

In fact, she just wanted to embarrass him.

But he didn't love her, so the day of the divorce should be his happiest day.

What she had done would not make him feel worse.

Katherine stopped talking and bowed her head to eat.

After Marshall smoked a cigarette, the door of their private room was opened.

However, Clara was not the only one who came in.

There was also a man.

Katherine glanced at him, who should be elder Mr. Henderson.

Marshall stood up and greeted him, "uncle Henderson."

elder Mr. Henderson got a long face.



Katherine could understand him.

It was said that he had blown his top when Marshall called his house to break off the engagement.

In addition to losing face, he was dissatisfied that Clara actually lost to Katherine of ordinary origin.

So, he had been in a passion

Katherine didn't stand up and continued to eat.

She didn't know them and didn't want to bother with red tape.

Clara stood beside elder Mr. Henderson with a smile on her face.

Katherine felt that she had practiced smiling in the mirror, for her expression was always just perfect.

Clara said to Marshall, "I saw you, so I came to say hello. We will inevitably come in contact because of
the cooperation between our families. I hope we can cooperate happily."

Inevitable contact?

Katherine snorted, thinking, "Is she telling me on purpose?

Marshall just smiled and said nothing.

It took a few seconds for elder Mr. Henderson to turn his head to look at Katherine with disdain.

These rich people always felt that they were superior and despised others.

Katherine didn't even glance at them.

There were steamed crabs on the table.



She broke off a crab leg and ate it with relish.

The sound was too loud to ignore.

Marshall only glanced at her without speaking.

But elder Mr. Henderson frowned.

Clara took the initiative to say, "Miss Jordan, hello."

Katherine slowly raised her head to look at her, and smiled with carelessness, "Wrong."

Clara and elder Mr. Henderson were both confused, not knowing what she meant.

Katherine threw the crab shell on the table, took a paper towel to wipe her hands, "Please call me Mrs.
Grant."

Then she tilted her head and looked at Marshall charmingly.

She continued to Marshall softly, "Husband, isn't it?"

After speaking, she even had goosebumps all over her body.

But Marshall refrained.

He seemed to be smiling, and answered, "Yeah."

Katherine raised an eyebrow at Clara with a provocative expression.

Clara kept smiling, while elder Mr. Henderson became more angry.



He retracted his gaze from Katherine to look at Marshall and said, "I hope you will be responsible for
the cooperation, and I have also told your father. He agreed."

Marshall consented, "Okay."

Katherine then showed a sarcastic look.

She felt that the character of the Henderson family was poor.

Regardless of the previous situation, Marshall had announced that he was married.

But not only did they not avoid arousing suspicion, they also tried their best to flatter him.

Didn't they know that these actions would cause misunderstandings?

The funny thing was that they actually flaunted that they were educated.

Was this the so-called upbringing of wealthy people?


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