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Chapter 810
The childish nursery rhyme echoed in Catelyn's ears, and her restless mind was gradually comforted.
She kept telling herself in her mind that dreams were the opposite of reality and her father would be fine.
She had already left Cedrick, so Elder Mason should not be hurting her father anymore.
Joanne got very worried when she knew that Catelyn had a nightmare last night.
Still, the family reunion banquet held by the Atherton family for Quinn was about to start, so Joanne forced Catelyn
to go to the top beauty salon for styling and beauty maintenance.
Catelyn did not want to look embarrassed at the banquet, so she did not refuse.
That was a high-end clubhouse with a private car park that was occupied with all luxury cars at the moment. Joanne
had driven her little Polio and searched for a parking slot for a long time until a guard opened the entry to a
reserved parking slot for her.
The two entered the clubhouse and were led by the waiter to the top floor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCoincidentally, they saw a woman covered in jewels sitting on a soft couch. She had just taken a foot bath, and a
masseuse was wiping the water stains on her feet.
The woman also saw both of them, and when their eyes met, a thought flashed in Catelyn's mind, 'what a small
world!'
It turned out to be Quinn.
When Quinn caught sight of Catelyn and Joanne, she lifted her eyes proudly, covered her mouth, and snickered. "Do
you still have the mood to take care of yourself? oh, right. You're now the unwanted ex-wife of Master Cedrick. Of
course, you need to take good care of yourself. Because if you don't, I guess you'd probably spend the rest of your
life alone. How poor that would be just by imagining it. Here, let me introduce to you, that's Catelyn, the woman
that Cedrick found disgusting and also the daughter of a murderer..."
Joanne was very dissatisfied with Quinn's arrogant appearance, but before she could say anything, Catelyn stopped
her.
They were here to get themselves to look attractive, not to fight. There were not many days left for Quinn to be
unreasonably complacent and proud.
Quinn thought that Catelyn was afraid of her and became even more arrogant. She asked the senior masseuse to
give her a facial massage.
The masseur and masseuse in the clubhouse were all ordinary people, and they did not dare to piss off wealthy
customers like Quinn.
Right before Catelyn and Joanne entered the room, some masseuse secretly glanced at them.
"I really can't wait to tear Quinn's face off right now! If she hadn't joined hands with Elder Mason and used those
filthy tricks, she wouldn't even have had the right to stand right here!" Joanne could not help but speak up for
Catelyn.
Yet, Catelyn, in turn, comforted Joanne, "It's okay. We're not going to get mad, okay? she can do whatever she
likes."
"You're just too kind!" Joanne rolled up her sleeves with her puffed cheeks. "If I were you, I would just walk up to her
and give her two big slaps!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe had wanted to hit Quinn for so long.
Catelyn poured her a glass of lemonade. "You should care more about your public image. You're a celebrity, and
you should know there always are paparazzi out there, constantly taking hundreds of photos of you every day just
to get one that you don't look good in. So, do you still want your fame?"
"My reputation is worth nothing to me when it comes to you!"
Catelyn was touched by Joanne’s utterance.
Soon, they were given a facial massage and skincare routine by two masseuses.
It was an hour and a half later when they went downstairs.
As soon as the two of them got downstairs, they heard loud, shrill shouting.
By tracing the noise, they found the source.
Passersby on the street formed a circle of people. In the circle, a burly man with a tattoo on his arm was choking an
old lady with one hand, waving a sharp knife in another, and his eyes were full of anger. He shouted fiercely, "You
f*cking bitch from the Atherton family! I went bankrupt because of you! You're going to pay for your life!"
Through the gap in the crowd, Catelyn recognized the old lady at a glance.
The old lady that the man held hostage was Granny Atherton.
The crowd had surrounded the gangster and Granny Atherton, but not a single bystander went up to help...
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