Chapter 138 Don't Block the Way
The night was deep and dark. She looked warily at the person standing before her.
The other person was also sizing her up.
Slim waist, long legs, a black trench coat made of special material, and a pair of high-heeled leather boots on those long legs. Combined with the motorcycle in front of her, she looked absolutely stunning and cool!
Even though Catherine was wearing a helmet and her face couldn't be seen clearly, Michael felt certain that the woman before him must be a rare beauty!
He put his hands in his pockets, keeping a safe distance from Catherine.
"Hello, Blackfire. Let me introduce myself. I'm from the Hughes family in Imperia City, Michael Hughes."
"How do you know my identity?"
Michael wore a dark brown windbreaker with a turtleneck sweater underneath. His face had a somewhat roguish look, and when he smiled, it always gave Catherine a feeling she couldn't quite read.
"The Hughes family has its ways of finding out who you are."
"What does the Hughes family want with me?"
The Hughes family of Imperia City was a major family, second only to the Howard family and the Windsor family. They had made quite a name for themselves in many fields over the years. Before Charles took over the Windsor family, they were once even more powerful than the Windsors.
Unfortunately, the Windsor family members were too outstanding. Plus, many patents came directly from Juniper's lab, so the Hughes family didn't even get a chance to buy the patents early at high prices!
Michael looked at Catherine, who was radiating coldness, and smiled warmly.
"I want to work with Faceless Ones. I wonder if Blackfire could give me this opportunity?"
"No."
"I'll pay top dollar. Name your price."
Catherine frowned at Michael. "I don't need money. But if you keep blocking my way, I can't guarantee I won't take a job from your enemies and send you to meet death early."
Michael's smile froze instantly!
This Blackfire was way too arrogant!
But Michael also knew clearly that as the leader of a top assassin organization on the dark web, Blackfire wasn't joking when she said she'd take his life!
"Blackfire, my request is simple. You can think about it. I just want Catherine's recent travel schedule, and to make friends with you."
"You'd be faster and better off asking reporters for that. I won't help you, and I won't be your friend. Faceless Ones only makes friends with people about to die!"
Most people who became her friends ended up dead by her hand.
"I know Faceless Ones is in the killing business. If you can kill the head of the Howard family, I'll give you a billion dollars!"
Michael's eyes showed a hint of fanaticism.
In his view, everyone cared about money. If they didn't, it just meant there wasn't enough of it!
Catherine glanced at him coldly, her eyes showing no emotion.
She parted her red lips and said coldly, "Get lost! I won't say it twice."
She was in a hurry. Going to the lab at this hour was already pushing it, and this idiot kept blocking her way.
"Don't block my path."
Catherine started her motorcycle and rode right past Michael, cutting through the night like a sharp wind!
Michael's face looked terrible!
His expensive windbreaker had been slashed open, nearly touching his skin. Clearly, Blackfire had no intention of holding back.
Michael watched the motorcycle and Blackfire disappear into the night, a smile forming on his lips.
Interesting!
"Find out this woman's real identity. I'm interested!"
"Yes. Since she won't take the job, we should head back. Tomorrow is Catherine's gallery opening, and we need to show up."
Michael nodded, casually took off his windbreaker and tossed it into a roadside trash can, then got into his luxury car and left.
Early the next morning, the entire Windsor family was busy.
Aurora got up early to dress herself, changing necklaces several times!
"Does the pearl one look better, or the diamond one? Or maybe the ruby?"
"My wife looks beautiful in anything!"
Bethany seemed distracted, with dark circles under his eyes.
Aurora glanced at him and started applying makeup to his face.
"You had to have insomnia last night of all nights. What if you embarrass Catherine today?"
"Right, right, put some makeup on me to cover it up. Can't embarrass Catherine!"
After getting dressed up, Aurora looked at her elegant and noble reflection in the mirror with great satisfaction.
This was her first time attending Catherine's gallery. She had to outshine everyone and not embarrass Catherine!
Knocking on Catherine's door, Aurora said gently, "Catherine, are you up?"
"Almost ready."
"We'll wait for you downstairs for breakfast! Remember to wear the dress I prepared for you!"
Catherine responded and quickly got ready.
Last night she'd gone to the lab and back home, then dealt with a pile of things after returning to the Windsor family. She hadn't slept all night.
Fortunately, she never got dark circles. A little makeup was enough to look stunning, and the Windsor family wouldn't notice anything unusual.
As she expected, Oliver wasn't Elodie's son!
Based on the DNA match results, Oliver was probably just a child Elodie had adopted in the past.
For some reason, knowing this result actually made Catherine feel relieved!
Oliver wasn't Elodie's relative. She was!
After changing into the dress Aurora had prepared, Catherine came downstairs to everyone.
She wore a pale blue strapless gown. The style wasn't too flashy but stunning enough, with diamonds decorating the hem. With every movement, it looked like she was wearing stars—beautiful and dignified.
The Windsor family was very satisfied, their eyes showing amazement.
"Catherine is so beautiful, truly the Windsor family's daughter!"
At the front door, Alexander stood pushing Felix's wheelchair, watching Catherine come down the stairs step by step, his eyes filled with irrepressible tenderness!
The whole family ate together, all dressed up, ready to attend Catherine's gallery exhibition.
This scene made it look like it was Catherine's own art show!
Aurora held Catherine's hand as they walked out of The Windsor Mansion.
"Catherine, don't worry. With your dad and me here today, everything will go smoothly!"
"Don't be nervous, Catherine. Why are my hands shaking? Must be too cold!"
Charles: "Dad, it's 86 degrees Fahrenheit today. You're cold?"
Bethany swatted him away.
"Get lost! Our car can't fit everyone. Catherine, you go with Alexander!"
Bethany looked at the Windsor family's car, pushed Catherine toward Alexander, and took over Felix's wheelchair.
"Mr. Howard, ride with my dad. It's more convenient on our end."
"Good, good. I'll ride in your car then."
Catherine was speechless, watching Bethany take the whole family and drive off, as if afraid she might suddenly ask to ride together!
Alexander's eyes were full of laughter. He opened the car door and bowed gentlemanly: "Would my fiancée do me the honor of riding with me?"