Chapter 743 The Appalling Truth
Catherine was not a God. But she did create a miracle. No one had ever thought that the Styre Team, ill- matched with the Ace Team and undermanned, would win the championship. Those who were deceived by Viola and withdrew from the game were regretful. They gave up a chance to be famous.
Marshall’s eyes were filled with tears of excitement. He was sorrowful of his inability to educate at first. But to his surprise, Catherine gave him such a delight. He wanted to thank Catherine for enlightening the dawn in his darkest night.
Marshall came to his senses from the surprise of winning the championship and was about to thank Catherine. He turned around only to find Catherine was leaving.
“Catherine, Where are you going? You should be on the stage to receive the award later,” asked Marshall.
“To the lab,” replied Catherine without turning around.
Looking at Catherine from behind in silhouette, Marshall expressed his amazement. “Catherine does not care about rewards or glory. All she has in mind is experiment. This is the quality that a researcher should possess. Do you understand?”
Hearing Marshall’s words, many students bowed out of shame because they had misjudged Catherine. They were not aware of their foolishness and ignorance until this moment.
Eamon looked at Catherine from far behind, feeling she was even greater now.
“Are we the champion?” The excited voice caught everyone’s attention.
Seeing Marlon was here, Eamon took the initiative to comfort him for not being able to attend the finals. ”
Marlon, don’t feel down. Although you didn’t have the chance to stand on the stage for the finals, you are young and capable of achieving your goal in the future. I have faith in you.”
Eamon was so focused on Marlon that he did not notice Marshall’s expression had changed.
Marlon looked at Eamon merrily and said, “Don’t worry about me, Eamon. I’m not frustrated at all. I’m aware of my ability. I feel so happy and proud that our team won the championship.”
Eamon looked closely at Marlon. He talked so innocently and smiled genuinely. Eamon sang praises for him inwardly. He thought, ‘Marlon and Catherine are alike. Both are capable and unimpressed by fame.’
With the development of the situation, Marshall could not keep the secret anymore. “Listen, I think there’s one thing you need to know.”
A few team members gathered around Marshall upon his words. Marshall coughed and asked them to keep the secret. Then he said, “That Marlon you saw in the second round of the match was Catherine in disguise.”
Everyone was shocked. This sounded unreal. Who would think that Catherine would disguise herself as Marlon to attend the game? It did not make any sense. Why would she do that?
Those team members wanted to ask for a reason, but Marshall stopped them. ” This is not for you to ask. After so many years in the lab, don’t you know what top secret is? Don’t ask about the arrangements made by the superiors.”
The others could only hold back their curiosity. It turned out that the best in the lab was still Catherine.
When Fergus saw the news in the hotel, he was so stunned that he dropped the glass on the floor. He even thought it was an illusion that Catherine was on the stage for the finals and won the championship. How was it possible?
The phone rang before he came to his senses from the astonishment. He reached for his phone subconsciously and answered it. “Fergus, how dare you lie to me? You are dead.”
Atticus’ furious voice came through the phone, making him realize what was happening. Thinking of Atticus’ dirty moves and the boss behind him, he eagerly explained, “Professor Sterling, please listen to me. I did give Catherine the medicine. I swear with my life. How dare I lie to you?”
“Then explain to me. How did she make it to the finals?” asked Atticus.
Fergus messed up with Catherine’s medicine to make sure she could attend the match but fell into a coma and became vegetative in the middle.
He didn’t know why things turned out completely different from what he had expected while everything was going according to his plan.
“I don’t know either, Professor Sterling. I really don’t know what’s going on,” said Fergus, trembling as he held the phone in his hand.
“You are fooling me around, Fergus. And I will make you pay for this. Just wait and see.” Atticus threatened and hung up.
Fergus stared at the unlit screen of his phone, not knowing what to do. It seemed Atticus would not let him walk off so easily. The only thing he could do was to run away. He could find a safe place to hide, lying low until the wind blew over. Anyway, there was still a large amount of money in his account now, enough for him to live comfortably without work for the rest of his life.
On the thought of this, Fergus began to pack up. Before he was done, the doorbell rang. “Room services. Professor Lynch, your meal is here.”
Fergus thought he still had time for a meal, so he opened the door.
He was ready to get his meal when a couple of men in black suits rushed in and pinned him down to the ground.
Fergus was appalled and struggled violently. “What are you doing? Who are you? Why are you doing this to me?”
“Fergus, you disappointed me.” A familiar voice caught Fergus’s attention. He stopped struggling and looked up. Marshall stood in the front, accompanied by a few leaders who came with the team for the Bide Cup challenges.
Marshall knew Fergus was utterly hopeless as he continued to argue.
“Fergus, you don’t have to struggle anymore. I gave you a chance. It was your greed that harmed you. Catherine knew from the beginning what you had done. You weaved the net for yourself,” explained Marshall.
Now, Fergus finally understood. No wonder Catherine was fine. She had found out the truth from the beginning. But she took advantage of the situation and tricked him into it. Fergus looked at Marshall with confusion. “So you and Catherine put on a show to trick me? Is it also a lie that you said you would do anything to win the championship?”
“No one tricked or lied to you. You are tasting the medicine of your evil deeds. If you hadn’t conspired with outsiders to poison Catherine, you would not end up like this,” replied Marshall.
Fergus was wordless and accepted his fate silently.
