Divorce Him, Then Dazzle novel Chapter 243

Camilla looked troubled. "Catheleen, I'm afraid I can't go with you."

"Oh..." Catheleen recalled what Camilla had said earlier. Though disappointed, she didn't want to force her. "Right, you said you didn't want to see my brother anymore. That's fine, I'll go by myself!"

"I'm sorry, Catheleen," Camilla said apologetically. "I would say yes to anything else. But if it involves him..."

"I completely understand," Catheleen smiled. "Hey, don't stress over it. Those people wouldn't dare bully me anyway. And I can use the opportunity to return that jewelry to my brother."

Catheleen hadn't realized that while those people wouldn't openly target her, the underhanded tricks they would play behind her back would be more than enough to make her miserable.

That evening, Catheleen showed up uninvited at the private club.

When she arrived, Lambert was nowhere to be found.

Instead, she ran into Faust.

She walked over and plopped down next to him. "Where's Lambert?"

"Kiddo," Faust flicked her lightly on the forehead. "Where are your manners? Am I just an NPC to you?"

"Faust, enough," Catheleen complained, rubbing her forehead. "That hurts!"

"Want me to blow on it?"

Seeing him lean in, Catheleen quickly dodged. "I don't need you to blow on it! Where is my brother? Is he coming?"

"He's coming," Faust replied. "He organized this get-together. Why wouldn't he?"

"Lambert organized it?" Catheleen was genuinely surprised. "What's the occasion? Is it someone's birthday?"

Faust shook his head. "No idea. When he called me, he sounded like he was ready to murder someone. Honestly, it scared me."

"When was this?"

"Around noon..." Faust said, before spotting an acquaintance and raising a hand in greeting. "You made it?"

Catheleen thought about it. That would have been right after her brother met with Camilla.

If his expression was that terrible, he probably didn't just want to murder someone—he looked ready to blow up the entire planet.

Suddenly, Catheleen felt a bit hesitant to stay. Deep down, she was actually quite intimidated by Lambert.

Did they just run into each other at the door, or had they been together the whole time?

Catheleen quickly stood up. "Lambert!"

Hearing her voice, Lambert's gaze swept over from across the room.

Then, he strode purposefully in their direction.

"Why are you here?" He glanced around. "Did you come alone?"

"Yeah." Catheleen glanced at Jeanette trailing behind him and asked, "Where did you come from?"

"The office."

Lambert's expression was still grim.

Catheleen felt a twinge of fear and didn't dare press further.

Jeanette walked over, standing comfortably by his side as she smiled. "Catheleen, we meet again. Did your friend not come?"