Chapter 109: The Brain Is Really Waterlogged
If they could marry Catherine off to Celeste's good-for-nothing nephew Brent, it would be a win-win deal for both the Brown family and the Smith family.
The Smith family could better control Catherine.
Thinking about the different young talents always around Catherine, Oliver was convinced they were all men Catherine had secretly hooked up with.
Even if the methods weren't clean on the surface, once they were in Oliver's hands, they would all become the Smith family's connections!
"Oliver, think about it. Catherine is just a caregiver now. Marrying my nephew Brent would be a good match for her. We're already thinking of her best interests!"
"Besides, Brent has liked Catherine since he was little. They're meant to be together. As elders, we should help them..."
"Since Catherine is a caregiver, she must know plenty of doctors at the Windsor family. Your illness could be saved."
Oliver still didn't take being locked up seriously. At worst, he could just pay some money and get out.
Right now, the most important thing was his illness!
Thinking about his disease, Oliver felt uncomfortable all over, as if his stomach was churning and the cancer cells were spreading right before his eyes.
"You're right. Even if Catherine doesn't want to, she has no choice! The Smith family has raised her for so many years. It's time for her to repay us!"
Steven sneered, "Catherine won't even talk to you now, and you're still thinking about how to get out!"
That nephew Brent from the Brown family was just a worthless thug. How dare they scheme against Catherine?
Even Molly couldn't stand listening anymore!
She glanced at Lucas beside her and raised her voice.
"Lucas, you and Catherine grew up together too. Keep in touch with her when you have time. If she can really connect you with good doctors, you could marry her!"
Lucas thought of Catherine's pure and attractive face, swallowed, and agreed.
Oliver got anxious immediately. "What do you mean? Lucas is engaged to Clara! Catherine is supposed to marry Brent. Don't get any wrong ideas!"
Molly was speechless.
They hadn't even seen Catherine yet, and Oliver was already certain she would agree to marry Brent? Oliver's brain must be waterlogged!
Osflow suburbs.
Esme wrapped herself up tightly, wearing a mask as she walked into a fast-food restaurant.
"Where's what I asked for?"
The middle-aged man across from her had sinister, fierce eyes with a terrifying knife scar under his eyelid. He ignored her question.
He rubbed two greasy fingers together. "If there's no money, of course there's no goods."
"What do you mean? You think I won't pay you?"
She had spent all the money she secretly transferred from Lila, and now she really couldn't come up with the money to buy Vitality Pills!
The middle-aged man finished the fast food in front of him and looked up at Esme.
"Tell me, what did you mean on the phone?"
Esme looked around, bit her lip and said in a low voice, "I want to know if there are other people selling Vitality Pills in the country?"
"What do you mean? Want to buy from someone else?"
"No, we've been working together for so many years. How could I go to someone else?"
She just suspected that Catherine must have given Vitality Pills to the Windsor family and Alexander to make them obey her so quickly.
Otherwise, Esme couldn't understand why her years of companionship with the Windsor family couldn't compare to Catherine, who had only been back for a few months.
The Windsor family's indulgence and love for Catherine hurt Esme deeply!
"Can't tell you that. Anything else? If not, I'm leaving."
Esme quickly spoke up, "I want to hire some assassins. I want to know what good channels there are."
The middle-aged man's eyes became strange. He looked Esme up and down and spoke with an inscrutable expression.
"Go to the dark web. Just pay money, and plenty of people will risk their lives."
Right! The dark web!
She had only taken a quick look last time and hadn't had time to understand it properly!
The middle-aged man said ominously, "You want to kill someone?"
Esme was a bit afraid of him and sat back, avoiding his gaze.
"Don't worry about that. Give me the goods!"
"Give me the money!"
Esme gritted her teeth. This man had done business with her so many times. What was wrong with letting her buy on credit once?
"I don't have money right now. Give me the goods first, and I'll transfer the money to you immediately."
"No way. What you want this time is high-grade stuff. I don't dare give it to you without payment."
This time Esme requested Vitality Pills with the highest purity. If taken carelessly, they could turn someone into an idiot!
If the Windsor family hadn't pushed her too hard, she wouldn't have taken such a risky approach!
Esme knew this man was very cunning and would never give in easily without seeing benefits.
In that case, she could only use the money she had secretly saved up.
That money was what she had saved for herself, obtained by deceiving Lila over the years. Otherwise, did they think she really enjoyed being submissive in front of Lila?
To become a real daughter of the Windsor family, she had always worked very hard, hoping that one day the Windsor family would truly accept her.
But now their eyes only had that Catherine!
Thinking about how George had warned her for Catherine's sake, Esme's teeth itched with hatred.
"I'll give you the money. Give me the goods!"
Five minutes later, Esme took a small box and hurriedly left the fast-food restaurant.
Half an hour later, the middle-aged man casually walked out, looking like nothing was unusual.
George put down the binoculars in front of him. "Annie, you follow Esme. I'll follow this man. We'll split up."
Annie asked while skillfully putting on gloves and a mask, "Are you arranging it this way because you're worried you can't bring yourself to deal with Esme?"
George shrugged. "No, I just think you can't beat that man."
Annie was speechless and looked at George meaningfully.
She was a famous assassin on the dark web, ranked within Shadow Syndicate, and George just looked down on her like this!
George arranged it this way mostly because he felt the middle-aged man's side was more dangerous. Anyone who could get their hands on Vitality Pills must have a bigger organization behind them.
She opened the car door and walked toward another car. "Well, thanks for your consideration."
The two cars split up and disappeared into the suburban woods.
George looked at the middle-aged man's back, feeling somewhat familiar!
He must have seen this man somewhere!
On the other side.
At Healing Touch Hospital, Ethan kept watch by his brother Matthew's bed, anxiously waiting for him to wake up.
Catherine wore a uniform, with a mask covering most of her face, making it hard to see clearly, only revealing her eyes.
"When will he wake up?"
Catherine said flatly, "Severe brain damage. If he wakes up within a week, he'll be lucky. Just wait."
"When Matthew wakes up, I'll tell you the information you want."
"What do you mean? The person isn't in your hands?"
Ethan nodded, his eyes never leaving Matthew.
"No, but I know where he is. And only I know!"