Chapter 750 Catherine’s Servant
The night had grown late, and Catherine had not entered the city. If she had appeared in the city at that moment, it would have easily attracted the attention of the guards. If she had been caught and questioned, her trip might have ended up being trapped in Florona.
Catherine found a patch of woods and took shelter in the trees, using the dense foliage as cover. This was a mandatory exercise for those undergoing wilderness training, allowing them to sleep anytime to provide their bodies with the essential rest. Catherine was exceptionally skilled in this, ensuring her body remained steady even on a branch.
In the quiet of the deep night, Catherine could occasionally hear the sounds of insects and birds in the peaceful woods. Catherine took out a satellite phone. There was no network signal, and this satellite phone was the only way to communicate with the outside world.
Suddenly, Catherine found herself missing Branden for a moment. And perhaps it was a sense of connection, as Branden, who had just finished work in Eskana, also took out his phone. At this time, Catherine should have arrived at the hotel. He made a video call, feeling a flood of longing despite only a few hours of separation. As the screen lit up, his eyes sparkled with anticipation.
The phone rang for a long time, but the video call was never answered.
Thinking that Catherine might have just landed and hurried off to the lab, Branden ended the video call request.
[Remember to eat on time!] After sending the message, Branden put away his phone.
Knock, knock, knock…
The abrupt knocking interrupted Branden’s thoughts. He looked towards the entrance and said coldly, “Come in!
Paxton entered, standing respectfully three steps away from Branden. “Boss, the car is ready. Are you ready to leave?”
“Yes, I’ll be down in a moment.” Branden put away his things and then stood up. With Catherine away from Loxton for a few days, he had the opportunity to tie up the remaining loose ends. The Bide Cup had ended, but the events during the cup were not over. Since the other party dared to lay hands on those around him and crossed his bottom line, they should be prepared to pay the price.
With this in mind, Branden’s expression gradually turned cold. After all, his tenderness was reserved only for Catherine.
As the sky gradually lightened, Catherine, who had rested for the night, suddenly felt full of energy.
Setting off from Snake Island, she had endured strong wind and cold rain and climbed a hundred-yard cliff before finally reaching Florona. Even though she had strong physical endurance, she felt a little tired, and this night of rest was the best way for her to regain her strength.
With a skillful turn, Catherine jumped from the tree and landed steadily on the ground. After adjusting her veil and picking up her belongings, she disguised herself as a citizen of Florona and headed toward the city.
According to the clues found by Wantel, the man who took away Branden’s mother had indeed entered Florona. If Branden’s mother were still alive, she would likely be with this man, her first love.
Florona was an incredibly eerie place. Its inhabitants were highly obedient to be allowed to live there, never going against the directives issued by the Florona Committee. Catherine dared not inquire with them, as she could be reported and ousted in the blink of an eye.
With her head down, Catherine made her way into the ancient city, relying on her strong memory to guide her to a secluded stone house.
Knock, knock, knock…
Catherine gently rapped on the wooden door of the stone house. The noise caught the attention of someone inside, and a tall man with a stern face slowly emerged from the house.
“Who’s there?” His tone made it clear that he was not pleased to be disturbed.
After he opened the door, Catherine looked up at him with a calm expression and said casually, “Long time no see.”
The man’s eyes widened in astonishment when he recognized Catherine.
“Won’t you invite me in?” she asked.
Her words snapped the man out of his shock, and he quickly stepped aside, respectfully inviting Catherine inside.
Sitting in the man’s warm stone house, Catherine sipped the hot coffee he had prepared for her while he sat beside her, nervously rubbing his hands back and forth.
After hesitating for a while, the man finally spoke up. “Miss Swann, how come you came to the island?”
Catherine glanced at him and whispered, “I came to see you. Do you believe that?”
The man was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Catherine to joke with him. In his memory, she had always been a serious person, strong and unyielding, like a goddess, cold and emotionless. But at this moment, Catherine seemed to exude a down-to- earth air of vitality.
“Why are you staring at me like that?” Catherine asked.
The man chuckled softly. “I didn’t expect you to change so much after a few years, Miss Swann.”
“Is that so?” Catherine looked into the distance with a casual reply.
The man’s name was Amos Buck, whom Catherine had encountered in Florona last time. He owed Catherine his life; if not for her, he would have perished long ago. At the time, he had vowed to repay her by becoming her servant for life. Although he hadn’t stayed by Catherine’s side in recent years, he had never forgotten his promise.
Catherine knew that since Amos had come to Florona, it meant he didn’t want to have any contact with the outside world. Therefore, when Catherine decided to leave the island, she didn’t take him with her.
After finishing her coffee, Catherine placed the cup on the table and then told Amos the purpose of her visit. When Amos heard her intentions, his expression became deeply troubled. ” Miss Swann, you know that everyone who comes to the island must abandon their past and accept the new identity given by the Committee to live here. It won’t be easy for you to find someone here.”
In response to Amos’s persuasion, Catherine nonchalantly replied, “None of the things I have to do are easy.”
