The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

Catherine's stunningly beautiful face appeared even more captivating under Prince Blaine's gaze. However, this beauty could not conceal the secrets that might be hidden within her heart. Prince Blaine intently observed every subtle change in her expression, from her slightly trembling eyelashes to her gently pursed lips, nothing was beyond his scrutiny.

He scrutinized every clue, even the slightest fleeting glance or imperceptible muscle twitch, as these could be crucial to unraveling the mystery. Prince Blaine focused intently on analyzing these subtle signals, attempting to piece together the complete truth.

Catherine, being stared at so intently, felt an immense, invisible pressure bearing down on her like a tidal wave. That pressure was as heavy as a mountain. She could clearly sense the probing and questioning in Prince Blaine's gaze.

However, his decision was undoubtedly a complete failure, because at that very moment, Catherine was sitting steadily in that exquisite chair, her leisurely and indifferent demeanor suggesting that nothing in the world could attract her attention. She casually glanced at Crown Prince Blaine, a faint smile playing on her lips. Tilting her head slightly, she said in a teasing tone, "Oh dear, it's nothing special! I just noticed something was wrong with you, brother, so I took a pill out of my bag. It's a special tonic for nourishing the body. Uncle, do you need one too? But I'm so sorry, I only have this small bottle right now, far from enough. How about this, after this meeting, I'll go back to my suitcase and look around; maybe I can find some extras. I'll definitely bring them over for you then, I have plenty of these kinds of medicine!"

Crown Prince Blaine was slightly taken aback upon hearing Catherine's reply, a look of surprise crossing his face. He chuckled awkwardly and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect that... But for now, I don't need your uncle's help, after all, I'm still strong and healthy! Hehehe... But seeing how skilled you are, I can't help but wonder if it's because your brother is unwell that you have such a deft technique."

Catherine nodded slightly and responded with an "Oh." Then, she turned her gaze to everyone present in the conference hall and said with a smile, "Well, all of you elders and brothers here, I'm sure you all know I'm a doctor, right? My medical skills have improved greatly lately! Not only have I mastered the technique of making my own medicine, but I'm also becoming increasingly adept at diagnosing and treating various ailments. If you have any health needs in the future, feel free to come to me! Whether it's your own or your friends' and family's intractable diseases, I can treat them all properly. Of course, if you come to see me in person, you'll receive a 40% discount; and if you refer someone, you'll get a 20% discount. As for grandparents, it's all free!" With that, Catherine winked, playfully promoting her medical skills once again.

Just then, the handsome man who had remained silent beside the third prince finally attracted everyone's attention. This man possessed an unparalleled beauty, his features so exquisitely refined that it was difficult to discern his gender. His deep eyes shone like stars in the night sky, his high, straight nose seemed meticulously sculpted, and the slight upturn of his lips hinted at a subtle smile. What was particularly striking was the strong aura of mixed race he exuded, yet this mixed-race quality seemed to be a gift from heaven; every detail was perfectly proportioned, making him as beautiful as a rare gem, captivating all who beheld him.

At this moment, the man spoke with a smile, "Oh, Catherine, according to you, if we were to have you treat our illnesses, would you be planning to charge us? We're family, after all! Everyone knows your medicines are always hard to come by, and not only that, the prices are outrageously high. Even with a discount, it's still not a small amount. Besides, you're applying a double standard! How come you don't charge Grandpa and Grandma a penny, but when it comes to us uncles and brothers, we have to obediently pay up?"

"Fourth Uncle, you're not quite right! Your reminder just now made me realize that I now have children to raise! Raising children costs money in every way! So, I have to work hard to earn money! You see, studying medicine and treating patients is just a side job for me, but it's still a way to make money, right? Oh right, you just said I had double standards, oh dear, look at my memory, I almost forgot! I'd like to explain this a bit more. My aunts don't need to pay me; I'll put it on the tab of each of my uncles, and I'll settle the bill with them when the time is right. As for my aunt, it's not that she doesn't need to pay, but I'll put it on the tab of my uncle or brother, and they'll pay it when the time is right."

The breathtakingly handsome man standing before her was none other than Prince Ansell, Catherine's fourth uncle. He was not only the Queen and the Prince's youngest son, but also notoriously the most stubbornly single prince in the royal family. To this day, Prince Ansell remains unmarried and single.

Upon hearing Catherine's words, the women present exchanged glances, then, as if by unspoken agreement, burst into laughter and exclaimed in unison, "Then it's settled!" Their laughter, as clear and melodious as silver bells, echoed throughout the room.

Catherine smiled, her eyes sparkling with tenderness and satisfaction, and softly replied, "Yes, it's settled then. After all, it's only natural to spend money on your wife." She tilted her head slightly, her face beaming with happiness, as if she could already see a bright future ahead.

Just then, the other three uncles all turned their attention to the fourth uncle, Ansell.

Their gazes, sharp as arrows, were fixed on Ansell, tinged with a hint of mockery and ridicule.

Ansell appeared somewhat uneasy under the intense pressure of that gaze.

He opened his mouth as if to explain something, but in the end, under the sharp gazes of his older brothers, he obediently shut his mouth and lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.