A Replacement Bride

Chapter 7

"Have we arrived?" Katherine asked without looking up.

The driver cleared his throat. "It's quite congested up front; you'd better walk over by yourself."

Katherine raised her eyes and looked at the tree-lined road in front of her. There were not many cars or people. How is this congested?

"Alright." Katherine did not argue with him; she just opened the door and got out of the car.

During this period, the driver neither stepped forward to help nor opened the door for her. He treated Katherine as a lowly woman the whole time.

Katherine then went around the front of the car and came to the driver's seat.

"Mr. Leen?" Katherine glanced at his badge, and just one glance made this man's heart tremble.

"Anything?" He reflexively covered his badge.

Thinking of his employer, he had to do this if he wanted to keep his job.

"It's nothing." Katherine smiled slightly, raised her hand, and patted his shoulder. "Good luck."

This move came suddenly and ended as quickly. Before the driver could react, Katherine had already left.

The driver burst out foul language in his heart and drove away.

However, it was only a short distance away when the car went out of control and skidded into the greenery up ahead.

With a loud bang, a burst of white smoke came out of the hood.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Katherine watched as the driver was hit in the face by the airbag as he called for help, then turned and left with a snort.

No one noticed as she put away a few silver needles.

A driver who dares to despise his employer's family?

Katherine knew that there was a problem, but she was too lazy to think about it, so she took another cab to the mall.

As it was not her own money, she did not show any mercy when swiping Jorge's card.

She spent so much that Jorge called to question her.

At that time, Katherine was looking at some accessories at the counter of a certain luxury brand, and she could feel Jorge's rage through her phone.

"Kathy, what did you buy that is so expensive—"

"I heard that Rosemary's limited-edition bag was purchased from your secondary card."

"Kathy, how did you become like this? You're so arrogant and extravagant—"

"I heard that Rosemary's car was also purchased from your secondary card."

"Kathy, you'll have it all after marrying Joaquin Levisay. Can't you save some money now?"

"If I save money now, won't it just embarrass you?"

Jorge fell silent on the other end of the phone.

Katherine had always been very talented at picking someone's weak spot.

She looked at the bracelet she was trying on. The style was novel and intricate, and every line was meticulously carved.

"It'll cost you a rich son-in-law if you penny-pinch, Dad. Right?" Katherine's voice was light and soft.

Jorge felt like he was being conned, but after weighing the pros and cons, he could only say, "Buy it then. Buy a bigger one."

"If that's the case… Thank you, Dad."

With that, she put on the matching ring, and the sound of swiping the card was particularly pleasant to her ears.

When she was about to go back, she received a text message on her phone: 'Miss Cornell, someone has been following you. Do you need us to solve it?'

Katherine turned slightly to the side just in time to see a few suspicious individuals pretending to look at the products on display.

She ignored them, turned around, and replied to the text message: 'Don't worry, I will solve it myself.'

She thought it would be something new, yet it turned out to be an old trick.