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All Her Secrets Chapter 194 by Chestnut

Chapter 194 Bad Habits

Catherine received a call from Ronin just after showering in the bathroom. She wouldn’t have bothered to answer Ronin’s call if it weren’t for the phone ringing incessantly on the bed.

Pressing the hands-free button, Catherine casually tossed her phone aside and lazily leaned back on the bed, waiting for Ronin to speak.

“Boss, listen up! I have to tell you something super exciting, and it’s about someone. Can you guess who this person is?”

Catherine squinted, adjusted slightly, and casually blurted out a name. Ronin was stunned on the other end of the phone. His suddenly elevated voice through the speaker was transmitted directly into Catherine’s ears.

“Oh my God, Boss, how did you guess so accurately?”

The next second, he realized and asked cautiously, “Did Branden tell you?” Catherine rolled her eyes. “Why do I always have to deal with these things all day?” she thought. Unable to restrain herself, she made a few sarcastic comments.

“Do you think you can hide downstairs like a sneaky ghost, and nobody can see you?” Even though it was over the phone, Ronin couldn’t help but instinctively shrink his neck.

He wasn’t surprised that Catherine could see through him because Catherine was a god-like existence. It was reasonable for her to see through things.

“Boss, let me tell you. I just had a showdown with Branden. I demanded that he adhere to the principles of a good husband and follow the virtue of men!” he said.

“The principles of a good husband?

“The virtue of men?” wondered Catherine. She couldn’t help but roll her eyes. Only a kid with a wild imagination like Ronin could come up with such an absurd idea. It’s ridiculous,” she thought.

“So, what happened?” Catherine asked. Ronin exclaimed in shock, “He said yes to everything!”

Then, he repeated his requirements for Branden. Let alone Branden; even he felt he was being a little too outrageous. However, it was unexpected that Branden agreed to everything he proposed.

When Ronin thought of the scene where Branden had agreed to his requirements, he couldn’t help but shudder. He finally realized and wondered, ” How did I have the audacity to make such a request to Branden then?”

He still remembered that Branden nodded and agreed without any hesitation immediately after he finished speaking. Then, Branden glanced at him casually.

At that moment, he felt a strong sense of oppression, as if a tornado had swept toward him, pressing him down and nearly suffocating him. Branden asked him coldly, “Have you finished?”

Ronin had no time for any other response, so he could only nod silently. Then, Branden closed the car window, and the black Bentley disappeared into the night, leaving only the smell of exhaust that lingered on the road for a long time.

Ronin excitedly recounted the thrilling scene that had just taken place, eagerly awaiting Catherine’s response. In his opinion, his boss must also be shocked. After all, the man was Branden! In the next second, a cold and flat voice sounded in the ear of Ronin.

“Have you finished?”

Ronin had a particular illusion as if he had heard Branden repeat it. “The two not only said the exact same thing, but astonishingly, their tone was so similar that it was as if one person was speaking,” he thought. Ronin replied honestly, “Yes!”

After that, he heard: [Beep, beep, beep….

The sound of the telephone hanging up came through. Ronin stared blankly at his phone for three seconds. On his handsome face, his lips curved up widely, revealing a bright smile.

After a few seconds of silly laughter, he finally reacted and exclaimed excitedly to himself, “Hahaha, the boss is always the boss. No matter what happens, she can stay so calm and collected.”

In Catherine’s room. After hanging up the phone, Catherine stared at her phone for a moment. A rare smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of her mouth, even with a hint of a smile in her eyes.

She could imagine Ronin’s lively personality and his bouncing around in front of Branden. However, it was unexpected that Branden would actually cooperate and agree to the immature terms.

“This man is truly interesting!” she said inwardly.

The next day. When Catherine was about to ride her motorcycle to school, she saw the same Bentley parked downstairs. She glanced at the key in her hand and smiled slightly.

Apparently, the motorcycle that Ronin had prepared for her would accumulate dust in the garage. Branden always came to pick her up, like he knew her schedule.

Catherine did not mind how Branden knew about her whereabouts or even her departure time. In her opinion, it was simply the power of this man.

As long as it didn’t bother her, she didn’t mind. She headed straight to the car. Paxton respectfully greeted her, “Good morning, Miss Swann!”

Subsequently, he opened the car door and invited her to sit. When the car door opened, Catherine saw Branden inside, still working.

The man lazily sat in the car seat with a relaxed attitude. His straight back firmly rested against the cushion while his long legs were crossed in front of him.

Before him was a computer. His profound and dazzling black eyes were fixed on the computer screen as he dealt with some businesses. From Catherine’s perspective, she happened to catch a glimpse of the man’s profile.

His impeccable features were eye- catching, with perfectly carved facial contours, making it impossible for one’s eyes to look away.

What made Catherine most jealous was the man’s eyelashes above his star-like eyes. They were thick, long, and curly. She could not comprehend what this man had consumed to grow such a handsome face.

When Catherine got in the car, Branden closed his computer screen, pushed the small table aside, and turned to her with effortless grace. His movements were as elegant as a perfect performance.

As their eyes met, Catherine pursed her lips softly and responded casually and carefreely, “If you have work to attend to, go ahead!” Branden reached out to take her hand naturally, only to find it was cold. His beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“Your hands are so cold. Are you not wearing enough clothes?” As Branden glanced at Catherine’s dark -colored, thin clothes, he couldn’t help but feel a slight disapproval.

Catherine lowered her head and took a glance. Seeing his movements appear so natural, she couldn’t help but say inwardly, “He certainly was skilled at this.”

Seeing that Catherine didn’t respond, Branden decided not to wait any longer and directly instructed Paxton in the driver’s seat.

“Turn on the heater!”

Paxton was left dumbfounded. “It is nearly ninety degrees outside. He wants me to turn on the heater?” he said inwardly. Before Paxton could react, Catherine immediately opened her mouth to stop Branden.

“No need. I am not cold,” she said. Without the command from Branden, Paxton remained stationary, uncertain whether to turn it on. Seeing that Branden was so stubborn, Catherine had to explain herself.

“I like to wash my hands with cold water!”

Hearing Catherine’s explanation, Branden furrowed his brows even tighter.

“The girl is so young, but she’s got quite a few bad habits. “Looks like there’s gonna be more headaches for me in the future,” he thought.

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All Her Secrets by Chestnut

All Her Secrets by Chestnut

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: English

Catherine Swann, a simple countryside girl, was having a leisurely and carefree life in the countryside. She thought she could have a happy life there for the rest of her life. Unfortunately, life had other plans for her. Her grandfather left a will for her, making her the inheritor of the Swanns’ billion-dollar fortune. As if that wasn’t shocking enough, he also arranged a marriage for her.

Branden Duncan, the only heir of the wealthiest family in Casier, was the dream prince charming of almost all the women in Casier. But Catherine turned him down in public. Instead of being angry about it, he was attracted by Catherine's cold eyes.Although Catherine seemed to be a girl with a simple life in the countryside, she was not simple. What kind of identity did she have? How would she deal with her unexpected fiancé and the opposition from the rest of the Swanns to her inheritance of the Swanns’ fortune?

Chapter 1 Return of the Jinx At Vicente Swann's funeral. As the Swanns were one of the three prominent families in Casier, Vicente's funeral was naturally packed with big shots and members of respected families in Casier. In the noisy venue, the arrival of a girl in a white T-shirt attracted the attention of everyone present. All of the people present were either rich or powerful. Despite being good-looking, the girl wore a cheap and battered T-shirt, setting her apart from everyone else at the funeral. Seeing how she walked straight toward the Swanns family, someone couldn't help asking curiously, "Who is she? Why is she sitting with the Swanns?" "I heard that she is Miss Catherine, the second daughter of the Swanns that had lived away from the family. Vicente only asked her to come back before he died." "Is that so? I heard that Vicente ordered the family to announce his will in front of everyone before he died. I guess she only returned for this!" ... The girl did not know that she had already become the topic of the guests' discussions. She looked calmly ahead with an indifferent expression on her face. Her eyes remained focused on Vicente's portrait in the middle of the venue. Nobody knew what she was thinking about at the time. At the sight of Catherine Swann like this, Liana Swann, the youngest and favorite daughter of the Swanns, couldn't help complaining to her mother, who was sitting next to her. "Mom, what is going on with this country girl? Grandpa has died. Even if she isn't sad, she should at least pretend to cry. What would the others think if the media took a photo of her like this later? She wouldn't even change her clothes when we asked her to. People that don't know better would think that the Swanns have mistreated her!" After hearing her youngest daughter's complaints, Rachael Swann furrowed her brows too. She thought that her youngest daughter did have a point. She never loved Catherine, her daughter from the countryside, dearly. In fact, Catherine pissed Rachael off just one day after she had returned. However, it was not the right time for Rachael to handle Catherine now. She planned to wait until the funeral was over before sending Catherine back to the countryside so that Catherine wouldn't continue to embarrass the Swanns here. Looking up, Rachael saw that her husband had arrived. She comforted her youngest daughter in a low voice, "Liana, be good. Your father is here. Bear with Catherine for now. We need to deal with what is important first!" Liana couldn't show her annoyance towards Catherine in public, so she could only choke back the complaints on the tip of her tongue. Nobody noticed that Catherine, who had been looking straight ahead, smiled lightly. The Swanns never spent time with Catherine, so they wouldn't know she had exceptional hearing. Even though Rachael and Liana spoke in a low voice, Catherine clearly heard every word of their exchange. Her mother truly did not love her! As Catherine stared at Vicente's portrait, her eyes flashed with a faint trace of sadness. Did she have to cry because of pain? ... Korbin Swann walked up the stage slowly. He gave a long speech first and expressed his views about how great Vicente was before finally announcing that the family would publicly announce Vicente's will. As many people knew this beforehand, the crowd was not too surprised. Vicente had a son and daughter. It was a no-brainer who would inherit the fortune of the Swanns. However, nobody understood why Vicente would make sure to make such a fuss to announce his will publicly. Was it just for formality? The lawyer Vicente trusted the most when he was still alive opened the sealed will and read it out loud. "After careful consideration, I, Vicente Swann, leave all my shares of the Swann Corporation, real estate properties, and a 500 million-dollar deposit at the Bank of Nospines to my granddaughter, Catherine Swann..." At the lawyer's words, the crowd gasped in shock. Not even the Swanns, everyone present was dumbfounded. Catherine Swann? Wasn't she the second daughter of the Swanns, the jinx that Vicente sent off to be raised in the countryside when she was young? How could it be? She would inherit the fortune of the Swanns. With their jaws dropped, everyone shared a similar look of horror. Except for Catherine, the center of the discussion. She still looked indifferent, as though nothing had happened. Her eyes were still fixed on Vicente's portrait in the center of the hall. Her lips parted slightly as she spoke in an almost inaudible voice. "Old man, what were you thinking?"

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