CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times novel Chapter 156

Katherine stared at Marshall for a while, “What? Why are you looking at me that way?”

Instead of answering Katherine’s question, Marshall gave her a half-smile which was deeply confusing.

Then Khalid stood up, “Well, I have a quite busy day today. I’ve got to go.”

After Khalid left, Marshall averted his eyes and asked mildly, “Have you had lunch?”

Katherine nodded, “Yeah. So are you guys heading out for lunch?”

While they were talking, it was time to get off work.

Peter then came over, “I ordered takeaways. I’ll have it with boss in the company. We are bound to meet those gossipy paparazzi if we go out now.”

Katherine then sat down on the sofa, “Well, it’s nothing really. Those paparazzi are easy to deal with. They just want to know the truth. Just tell them. It’s as simple as that.”

Peter then chuckled, “How can you be so naïve.”

Katherine raised her eyebrows but didn’t say anything.

Marshall then took out his phone which was vibrating.

Katherine took a glance at him with the corner of her eyes and assumed that it must be people from the Grants who were calling at this time.

As expected, Marshall just picked it up and called mom.

Katherine rolled her eyes silently.

Mrs. Grant had called several times already.

The Internet was bombarded with the news about Marshall and Katherine, so Mrs. Grant was pretty edgy.

But Marshall was relatively calm and told Mrs. Grant that he can handle it.

Mrs. Grant didn’t know that Katherine had met the press yet, so she hurriedly asked what Katherine’s attitude was.

Her thought was actually somewhat like Khalid, afraid that Katherine was holding grudges against her and would probably lash out her angers by talking trash of the Grants to the press.

Marshall smiled, “It’s okay. Katherine had met the press and explained to them. This whole thing would soon blow over.”

Hearing Marshall’s words, Mrs. Grant took a sigh of relief lowly.

Katherine just snickered. ‘Now all these Grants dare nor to think lightly of me, huh?’