Chapter 625 Let It Be!
Aidan was indeed good at cooking.
The Lanes had moved overseas many years ago. Despite Aidan’s usual carefree appearance, resembling a playboy, he was patriotic. Most importantly, he had a strong love for Eskanese cuisine. To preserve the authenticity of his taste buds, Aidan had sought out many chefs to learn how to cook.
What started as a fun activity became his proficiency, and his culinary skills were now ready to be showcased.
Aidan was busy cooking while Branden emerged from the kitchen after cutting the fruit.
Catherine was playing games with Triston. Totally different from Catherine, who remained calm, Triston was visibly excited, veins bulging on his neck. When Catherine scored a direct hit on the opponent in the game, Triston cheered, “Wow, Cassie, that was awesome! Now, those wimps on the other side won’t be able to act tough! You beat the shit out of them! Anyway, I’ll use a frying pan to knock them out.”
Seeing their excitement, Branden sat down next to Catherine and offered her the cut fruit. She ate it without even looking at it.
Seeing Branden do this, Triston couldn’t help but-turn his head away, unable to stand such a show-off.
As the round of the game ended, Bryan and Ronin could be heard protesting over the headset. Triston’s sudden appearance had prevented them from teaming up with Catherine.
“Catherine, it’s my turn now,” Ronin said in a pitiful tone.
Ronin and Bryan had been waiting for Catherine online for a long time, and Triston suddenly appeared out of nowhere, taking their place to team up with her.
Then, Triston was forcibly kicked out of the team. Despite his disappointment, he had enjoyed the previous round of the game.
Seeing the drinks on the cabinet next to Branden, Triston took the initiative and asked, “Mr. Duncan, care for a drink?”
Branden released Catherine’s hand and went to the cabinet to take the whisky that Triston had offered. Triston casually remarked, “I heard Catherine attended a convention this morning!”
“Yes,” Branden responded generously. He didn’t look up, so he didn’t notice Triston’s furrowed brow at that moment.
“I heard that this convention was on a world-class level, and many of the world’s top scientists came, including Atticus from the Ellinos Laboratory in Mistel. This person has a new identity now, and I just received the news.”
Triston paused momentarily but ultimately decided to share the information with Branden. After all, they had been friends for so many years.
“Atticus has entered the Xenion Laboratory and is now in charge of the laboratory. I heard he has set his sights on a female student from Styre University at the convention.”
The Xenion Laboratory had a notorious reputation worldwide. The true backer of this laboratory was Mistel’s military, so their actions were very arrogant. Although their experiments were very successful and significant, they still had a bad reputation, mainly because they were too despicable. They stopped at nothing to achieve their goals.
Seeing Branden indifferent, Triston hesitated momentarily but still decided to speak up. “I heard that Atticus has set his sights on a female student from Styre University at this convention. But you know, Atticus is not easy to deal with!”
Who else but Catherine could attend the convention?
Triston understood that it was not Atticus who was difficult to deal with but the Xenion Laboratory. This laboratory, backed by Mistel’s military, had always been bold in its actions and reckless in its deeds. If they targeted Catherine, it would be troublesome.
Triston informed Branden as soon as he received the news, knowing that preparing in advance could reduce some trouble.
Branden casually picked up the glass of whisky, swaying it slightly. Then, he tilted his head back and took a sip. The high-proof liquor gradually slid down his throat, and his expression did not change at all.
After putting down the glass, he slowly raised his eyes and looked at Triston. The seemingly plain and cold gaze carried endless arrogance and dominance. “Let it be!”
Even if the Xenion Laboratory had the backing of the Mistel military, Branden would make anyone who dared to hurt Catherine pay for it.
Upon hearing this, Triston no longer felt worried. He had known Branden for so many years and naturally knew that Branden was confident and domineering at this moment.
“That’s true. This is our country. If people from Mistel dare to act recklessly here, we’ll make them regret it.”
Branden raised his glass and lightly tilted it. The two of them clinked glasses and drank together.
For Branden, Catherine was his bottom line. Anyone who dared to mess with her would meet their demise. Whether it was Edson or Atticus, if they dared to hurt her, they would soon be sent to Hell.
After discussing Catherine, Triston brought up another matter. “I heard from Aidan that you’ve started a head- on confrontation with that foreign guy, right?”
Rumors were circulating outside that the Duncans would suffer a great loss in their confrontation with the Breens. On the surface, the Duncans had been dragged to the point of exhaustion, and bankruptcy seemed imminent. Many people were ready to take advantage of their misfortune.
Only Triston knew that Branden, who was invincible and powerful, couldn’t possibly lose so easily. After talking to Aidan for a while, Triston finally understood some of the inside story. He was now at ease and wanted to get a piece of the action, too.
“Mr. Duncan, this is like a grand banquet, and I wouldn’t mind joining for fun,” Triston said.
Triston’s concern for Catherine prompted Branden to bring him along. They would teach that foreign guy a lesson and make a good profit.
“Your family has never been involved in business in Northeville. I think the Easeville project is a better choice. You should give it a try,” Branden said.
Triston, as an insider, knew what Branden meant. The Easeville project required a large amount of capital, and a misstep could easily drag the family into it. But Branden’s willingness to recommend this project to him must mean Branden knew something. This project was likely to be a surefire success.
Triston raised his glass, smiling contentedly. “Thank you, Mr. Duncan!”
Then, he gulped it down in one go.
Triston knew Branden’s willingness to share the profits was likely due to Catherine. They were friends, and behind them were two huge families.
They had to consider both their friendship and the interests of their families.
Meanwhile, Catherine had ended a round of the game, and Aidan emerged from the kitchen with the final dish. “Come on. The meal is ready!”
