Chapter 85

After everything was in order, Catherine took two steps, feeling quite alright. The metal at the toe of the shoe seemed to be neither ordinary steel nor stainless steel, but possibly an alloy. The toe was relatively flat, seemingly to increase the contact area. Moreover, there was a layer of leather wrapped around the outside, so walking was still quite easy. Elsa led her to the mirror, and Catherine took a look. The reflection in the mirror was like a swan. Although Catherine was not vain, she had to admit that she was indeed very beautiful. The hem of the dress was just right, revealing the pointed soles of the shoes. It would be difficult for an ordinary person to stand on the toe, but for Catherine, it was a piece of cake. "Elsa, what do you think of mini skirts?" Catherine suddenly asked. "Mini skirts? They are... well..." Elsa seemed unsure of how to answer. "Probably... not quite appropriate." She said, then suddenly added, "But they are probably very pretty." She looked up to the right, but there was nothing there. "Is that so?" Catherine looked at Elsa with interest. It was the first time she noticed how cute this girl, who was about her age, was. She probably liked pretty things like other girls, but perhaps due to her upbringing, she didn't dare to show it. She might also be a bit shy, but her good education made her force herself to remain calm. "Alright, let's go out." Catherine didn't want to make the other person uncomfortable. "Oh, Kate, you look so beautiful." Emma exclaimed when Catherine came out. "Really nice, Kate. I'm so happy for you." Mrs. Susan smiled modestly. "Thank you, Aunt." "I didn't expect that I could actually walk in such shoes, hehe." Compared to ballet shoes, these boots actually distributed Catherine's weight from her toes to her calves and knees, supported by the metal material. Although there were no heels, Catherine didn't feel much pressure, and it wasn't harmful to her feet. Wearing them for a whole day would be fine in the short term. "Dad? I'll go show him." Catherine thought of Bruce. "He's on the balcony." Catherine immediately walked to the balcony, where Bruce was alone, holding a cup of coffee. "Oh, Kate, this outfit is really beautiful... and the boots are nice too." Bruce was a bit surprised. Indeed, the boots gave a refreshing look when worn. Although it was a time of great liberation in America, people's minds were still relatively pure. At least, Catherine's shoes wouldn't cause any issues if she wore them out; others would just find them a bit unusual. This was why Mrs. Susan had so readily made such special boots for her. People wouldn't deliberately associate these boots with anything impure. If Catherine could make such boots fashionable and guide people, perhaps some future events might change. Hey, that sounds interesting? "Dad, how's the company doing? I mean, Umbrella." Catherine still had a soft spot for the company. "Our main business is in Vietnam. You know, they're at war there." Actually, Bruce wasn't interested in having Umbrella participate in the Vietnam War, even though the pay was high. However, as the founder of a U.S. defense supplier, many similar mercenary companies had been established by various arms dealers, and they were very enthusiastic about the Vietnam War. Umbrella was also swept up in this. After all, compared to the big arms dealers, Catherine's wealth was nothing. Catherine knew that by 1965, when the U.S. fully entered the Vietnam War, such suppliers would be even more welcome. "Hmm." Catherine nodded. "Dad, can you help me with something?" "Do something?" Bruce was a bit puzzled. "We'll buy some land—in Manhattan." Catherine didn't plan to get into real estate; she just wanted to stockpile some land temporarily. There were still many vacant lots or old houses in Manhattan. These houses might be expensive now, but Catherine knew that compared to ten years later, they were a bargain. After all, in 2010, the value of this land was in the billions of dollars! Now that Catherine had money, if she invested enough, she could earn ten or even a hundred times the return. Why not? Even if it took a long time, it didn't matter. Catherine could build a skyscraper for her Ark Group there, which would be great. Of course, Catherine had to avoid the site of the Twin Towers... If the old man accidentally hit the wrong place, that would be terrible. "If you want to build a building, no problem." Although Bruce thought it was a bit early to build a company building now, it was good to prepare early. And Umbrella could provide some financial support. Catherine chose many locations. For example, the Upper East Side, the rich man's paradise of Manhattan, where Catherine planned to build a villa next to the famous Fifth Avenue. How cool would that be? Or, she could build a semi-transparent glass building in the middle of the street and sit inside, watching the busy pedestrians. How enjoyable would that be! Alright... Catherine had a bit of a mischievous streak. However, after all this talk, the plan was set. Bruce would handle the details, as Catherine might face some issues if she went back now. Back in the house, Emma was chatting happily with Susan. Catherine smiled and then went out to find Elsa. "Elsa, do you have anything to do this afternoon?" "Today... no." Elsa replied, "My job is to take care of you." "Then, Elsa, come shopping with me this afternoon!" Catherine smiled. Elsa was very beautiful, but she always wore a Victorian-style maid's uniform. This outfit was designed to be dirt-resistant and convenient for work, with no aesthetic appeal. Elsa rarely dressed up, but when she tidied the makeup table, her quick and efficient movements made Catherine doubt that she didn't know how to dress up. Elsa was a girl who didn't care much about her appearance. In Catherine's view, she could actually look very beautiful. Maybe she could help her? Catherine smiled. ... Beckham's wife Victoria's shoes were also special, but no one said anything, so it's best to look at them with a pure heart. Speaking of which, 12,000催更 is too brutal. Flip to the next page for AD. Flip to the next page for AD end.