Chapter 2032


    Just as Cathy reached for her wallet to settle the bill, Arabe''s hand shot out, stopping her dead in her


    tracks as her eyes locked onto Romeo.


    Cathy was taken aback, Be was expecting Romeo to foot the bill?


    "Isn''t Cathy treating us to dinner?" Romeo asked with a devilish grin, seemingly plotting to tease Cathy


    a bit.


    "Cathy''s treat was for me, but now that you''re here, you''re the eldest; shouldn''t you be picking up the


    tab?"


    Romeo hadn''t actually nned to let Cathy pay. Seeing his fiancée so protective of her, he smiled, and


    quickly took care of the bill.


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    Cathy didn''t expect Arabe to save her over a thousand bucks just like that. She whispered into


    Arabe''s ear gratefully, "Thank you, Arabe. Next time, when Romeo''s not around, I''ll treat you to


    dinner."


    "I heard that." Romeo helped Arabe into her coat, "Next time, I''ll take her abroad with me; we''ll work


    together. If you want to treat, treat us both, or don''t bother."


    Cathy was left speechless. Romeo was true to his businessman roots, ying a “buy one, get one free”


    game with her.


    At the Earwood family residence, Harriet stormed home, fuming, only to find her father Addison on a


    call. Unable to contain her agitation, she whined, "Dad."


    Addison had no time to spare for her. He was answering a super important call at the moment; he


    signaled with his hand for her to keep quiet.


    Harriet, with frustration brewing inside her, noticed an elegant invitation on the coffee table. It was for a


    New Year''s g hosted by a children''s charity foundation, inviting the Earwood family to attend.


    This g was known to invite many high-profile individuals, including the Collins family!


    "Alright, alright, no problem. See you tomorrow night." Addison wrapped up his call, his face beaming


    with excitement. He turned to his daughter, "Now, who''s got my little girl all riled up? What happened to


    your face?"


    "Dad, I''ve been bullied! Look, even my neck were squeezed!"


    Upon closer inspection, the p mark on her face was evident, and the bruises on her neck were


    rmingly clear.


    "Who did this??" Addison''s anger red, "I''m going to make them pay!"


    Just as Harriet was about to name the perpetrator, she had a better idea. She tapped the invitation on


    the table, "That person will be at the g tomorrow."


    The invitation included a list of guests, partly to showcase the organizer''swork and ability to draw


    such a high-ss crowd at once, and partly to lure more attendees. Some wealthy individuals would


    otherwise snub such an event, but if they saw someone they wanted towork with on the guest list,


    they''d dly attend.


    "Who is it? I''ll take care of that person today! Attend the g?! Not a chance."


    Outside the police station, a swarm of reporters had gathered. Martin emerged from inside, the epitome


    of still poise and grace.


    A barrage of flickering lights went off as all the reporters swarmed him, moring for a statement.


    Exiting alongside Martin was his attorney, Lawyer Archibald, who addressed the reporters, "Mr. Cooper


    has provided audio recordings that prove he was unaware of his subordinates'' actions. They were


    coerced by someone else to take the fall. As for who that individual is, the police will reveal it once the


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    Martin''s driver pulled up the car, and his bodyguards began to clear a path through the crowd.