CEO Proposed to His Ex-wife 99 Times novel Chapter 211

And when it comes to Katherine and others, the joyful party came to an end after some squabbling in their private room. Marshall had drunk some glasses of wine, so he found himself a surrogate driver.

Kyle stumbled smugly to the club across the street, the wide sleeves of his pajamas waving in the wind. This would be a busy time for the club, in front of which were parked a myriad of cars, and a valet was busy bowing to everyone walking through the door. Kyle walked up to the valet and patted him on the shoulder rather seriously.

Katherine was observing all this as she asked Marshall, “How come you’d know someone like him?”

Giving her a quick glance, Marshall shot back, “And how come you‘d know someone like him?”

“Well,” answered Katherine, “I met him through Hector, who’s a good friend of his. You could say that I piggybacked on Hector’s popularity.”

Marshall turned around and got into the car.

After Katherine bid Hector farewell, she called to Margaret, “Let us drive you home. We can’t leave a lady alone at night. You know, it is not safe..”

As she and Margaret went into the car, Katherine rolled down the window to wave at Hector, the smile on her face forcing Marshall to look away.

“And you know it isn’t safe for a woman to be out by herself,” said Marshall, after the car had pulled away from the curb. His voice was faint, but the sarcasm was strong.

Katherine frowned and clicked her tongue. She had half a mind to snap back at Marshall with the same sass she had used on Kyle, but since Margaret was still in the car, she held it back.

The car arrived first in Margaret’s neighborhood. Margaret exited the car as she was expressing her endless thanks to Katherine.

“No biggie,” Katherine said, waving a hand, “Let’s hang out some more when we have time.”

Margaret was happy to hear that, agreeing with her profusely.

The car pulled away after Margaret went safely inside, and nobody said anything on the ride home.

Katherine got out of the car as soon as it stopped at the house, and she went directly inside without even a word.

Marshall, on the other hand, paid the driver’s fares, and only went in after having a smoke, by which time Katherine had long gone upstairs.

Marshall stood by a window downstairs, looking at the yard.

The phone in his pocket buzzed a couple of times. It had actually been buzzing throughout their drive home, and he could just tell who the calls were coming from.

Mrs. Grant was bound to make complaints after her humiliation earlier today, but Marshall didn’t want to hear from her. In fact, had she not been his mother, he wouldn’t even consider looking at her twice. She was annoying, plain and simple.

The phone buzzed on, and Marshall had no other options than to pick up.

“Can you talk?” asked Mrs. Grant without preamble.

“Uh, yes. Go ahead.” Said Marshall.