Chapter 150: Can't Speak?
Juniper held the ointment in her hand, filming several videos from every angle, and sent them to the Windsor family group chat.
Look, this was specially given to her by Catherine—no one else got this!
Charles: "This is Catherine's first time going to Tranquil County. Take good care of her, don't let her lose weight."
George: "Catherine is so thoughtful. Last time she bought me lots of snacks."
Following that was a string of videos, all taken when Catherine brought food to visit them on set.
Richard: "What's that supposed to mean? So I'm the only one who didn't get anything?"
Philip: "I didn't get snacks either, but last time I received clothes from Catherine. She said she made them herself."
Philip posted a selfie of himself wearing a simple black shirt embroidered with his initials. The collar featured Philip's favorite color, decorated with several flashy rubies—exactly Philip's style.
Everyone was instantly jealous!
Juniper looked at the messages in the group, threw her arm around Catherine's neck, and whined: "Catherine, dear Catherine, I want clothes you made too! Why does Philip get them and I don't!"
"I have something prepared, but I didn't know what color you liked, so I came to ask you this time."
The first version of Quinn Couture's seasonal collection was always personally patterned by Catherine, and she completed some designated high-priced orders herself, so making clothes for the Windsor family wasn't difficult.
After all, when she reviewed the financial statements, she discovered that Quinn Couture's revenue from last quarter basically came from the Windsor family and Alexander's pockets.
Even though she increased Evergreen Mall's rebate by two percentage points, she owned shares in the Evergreen Group herself, so it all ended up in her own pocket anyway.
Thinking about how Galactic Aurora Collective's working capital was all earned from the Windsor family, Catherine felt a bit guilty.
Last time while making clothes, she saw a rather flashy fabric that she had casually designed. The overall style didn't match Quinn Couture's usual aesthetic, but it was a perfect fit for Philip.
So she went ahead and made Philip a shirt. Unexpectedly, Philip put it on immediately and loved it.
This was made by Catherine herself! And it suited him so well!
They really were the closest!
Juniper hugged Catherine, kissing her several times, and said sweetly: "I'll love whatever you pick! I usually have to wear lab coats, and I'd get your clothes dirty, so I'll wear them when I get home!"
The clothes she made weren't really something that needed to be treasured.
"No need, I'll prepare more for you so you can wear them regularly too."
"Great, great! Catherine, you're the best. I love you!"
Juniper was so happy she almost jumped up!
Catherine looked at Juniper, knowing full well she just didn't want the Windsor family to worry about her.
A genius like Juniper was similar to the members of Galactic Aurora Collective before they were maliciously exploited.
They all had intelligence beyond ordinary people, but were also overly smart and considerate.
When Juniper learned she wasn't actually the Windsor family's daughter, she chose to go home less often. She loved her family, but didn't want to make things difficult for the Windsor family when their real daughter returned someday!
She chose to step back voluntarily, staying alone in the wilderness doing experiments!
"Catherine, wait for me a moment. Feel free to look around here. There's a small matter at the lab. I'll come find you as soon as I'm done."
"Okay."
Juniper ruffled Catherine's hair and ran toward the lab, looking back every few steps.
She needed to quickly solve those problems so she could come back and keep Catherine company!
Catherine's phone was practically blown up by calls from the Windsor family, mostly demanding that Catherine make clothes for them too.
Why did Philip get some and they didn't!
Catherine couldn't be this biased!
Catherine had no choice but to agree to each one: "Okay, okay, everyone gets some."
Charles smiled dotingly at the group photo on his desk, having specially photoshopped Juniper into it.
Not one member of the Windsor family could be missing.
"Don't tire yourself out, there's no rush. Just make them when you think of it, or you can give the designs to professional tailors to make. I'm worried you'll wear yourself out."
"I know."
The Evergreen Group had too many matters to handle. After a few words, Charles hung up.
In the distance, Oliver's family saw Catherine walking alone outside the breeding farm and quickly rushed over!
"Catherine, I knew you'd be here. What will it take for you to come home with me?"
Catherine looked coldly at Oliver in front of her.
"Wasn't the beating last time enough?"
"As long as you're willing to come home with us, I can let last time slide!"
How generous of him.
"I'm sick, Catherine. If you don't come home, I probably won't be able to see you again before I die. I wasn't there when your grandmother passed, and I've always regretted it."
"Catherine, you don't want me to have another regret, do you?"
Oliver gave a signal for Brent to stand behind Catherine to prevent her from escaping later!
As long as they had her, she'd have to listen to them!
Catherine glanced at the Brown family members behind her and said disdainfully: "What do you mean? You dare bring up my grandmother?"
Oliver perked up. "We're family after all, Catherine. I raised you for nearly twenty years—I'm the person closest to you in this world!"
"Take me to meet your biological parents. After all these years of raising you, they should give me some gratitude money—no, medical expenses. My illness needs money!"
So it was about money after all.
Catherine reached out her hand. Just as Oliver thought she was going to shake hands and make peace, she slapped him across the face!
"I didn't hit you before out of respect for my grandmother. Did you really think I could tolerate you because of your personal charm?"
Oliver covered his face, looking at Catherine in disbelief!
"You dare hit me!"
Another slap landed solidly on Oliver's face, instantly making both sides symmetrical.
Seeing Oliver get hit, the Brown family members rushed forward to stop Catherine.
Catherine cracked her knuckles and let out a cold laugh!
"And you all—deliberately feeding me expired candy when I was little, trying to kill me. Trying to steal my grandmother's property deed to sell the house. That year you tricked me away, I barely made it back alive. You think I forgot all that?"
"When I was three, you talked about secretly giving me poison to kill me."
"When I was five, you wanted to throw me down a well to drown."
"When I was seven, you stole the tuition my grandmother saved for me, making her borrow money everywhere. You think I forgot all that?"
Meeting Catherine's icy gaze, the Brown family members felt guilty!
How did Catherine still remember things from so long ago?
Declan said defensively: "But you're still alive now, aren't you? Besides, why did you need to study so much!"
That money would have been better spent on Brent. Brent was the family's hope—Catherine shouldn't have studied.
If Catherine had died back then, Celeste would have had a chance to have a second child. Unlike now, with no future prospects at all.
Brent was inexplicably afraid of Catherine but still spoke stubbornly.
"We were doing it for your own good. Elodie made you study, and all it did was turn you into a waste. Wouldn't it have been better to marry me earlier?"
Catherine laughed coldly, like a demon!
"I managed to survive until now, and somehow let you trash survive too. How unfortunate!"
She stepped forward, slapping the Brown family members across their faces, then grabbed Brent's head and shoved it directly into a pile of chicken droppings by the roadside!
"If you can't talk properly, let me wash out your mouth!"