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All Her Secrets Chapter 200 by Chestnut

Chapter 200 You Knew A Lot

Branden looked sideways and saw Catherine holding her face with one hand. She was leaning against the window with her eyes closed in a nap.

He reached out to wrap his broad palm around Catherine’s shoulders, exerting a slight force to make her lean into his arms. Catherine frowned slightly, thinking that Branden’s movements of embracing her were becoming more natural and proficient.

Just as she was about to struggle, she heard the man’s warm and magnetic low voice from above her head. “Don’t move. Taking a nap this way would be more comfortable.”

As Branden spoke, he pressed his cold fingertips repeatedly against Catherine’s head, soothing her entire head. It was a pleasant feeling.

Catherine, who had wanted to struggle free initially, closed her eyes in comfort as though a well-fed cat. The man’s eyes lowered. He saw Catherine leaning against his abdomen with her eyes closed and her face full of cute looks.

She now was completely different from her usual indifferent and aloof look. She was completely different from when she was on the motorcycle as she accelerated, racing with the wind.

And she was now also completely different from the domineering Catherine, who fought against many people alone inside Charm Bar.

At this moment, Catherine was just like a well-behaved little girl. She was so cute that he couldn’t help but stroke her.

How many identities and appearances did she have? Branden didn’t know. The only thing he knew was that this little girl continuously brings surprises.

He didn’t even want to investigate her. He just wanted to look forward to her brilliance every time, feeling her changes silently. Catherine didn’t know how long has she slept, and this was the first time she had fallen asleep unconsciously.

She was a particularly poor sleeper. Under normal circumstances, it was difficult for her to fall asleep. If she wasn’t in a place that made her feel extremely safe, her brain would remain on high alert even if asleep. Any noise and movement could wake her up immediately, and she rarely slept as deeply.

When she opened her eyes, there was blackness in front of her. After a moment of confusion, she realized she was still in Branden’s car, with her head resting on Branden’s soft abdomen.

“You’re awake?”

The man’s gentle voice rang out inside the pitch-black space, waking every single cell in Catherine’s body instantly.

She grunted. “Uh-huh.” After that, she sat up slowly with her elbows propped on the cushions. The man’s hand reached her neck and gently kneaded her slender neck with his fingertips.

She fell asleep leaning against him just now. Now that she was awake, her neck was indeed sore. With his massage, she felt much better.

She closed her eyes to enjoy the man’s attentive service silently. “How long did I sleep for?” she asked casually.

“About an hour!” Branden replied before handing Catherine coffee. “Have some hot coffee. It will soothe your throat!”

It was as if he had the power to read minds. He knew what she needed and wanted the most without her stating it. After a few sips of hot coffee, Catherine felt her whole body was comfortable and in good spirits.

She never expected to sleep for such a long time. Subconsciously, she thought she had only slept for 10 minutes or so.

“Have you learned how to massage?”

She realized that all the positions that the man massaged her at were just right. He massaged her precisely and patiently, which instantly relieved her fatigue.

The man smiled faintly, and his handsome face became more charming. “I often give myself a massage!”

Catherine froze for a moment. She didn’t expect that this would be the answer she got. “You have a shoulder or neck problem?”

Branden shook his head and said, “I’ve been sent to train by my Grandpa since I was young. There were always times of intensity and exhaustion.”

He didn’t continue his words, but Catherine understood what he meant. Although she hadn’t seen Branden in a fight, she could vouch that Branden’s fighting skill was not inferior to hers.

It would be impossible to achieve such abilities without plenty of training, even if someone had an innate advantage.  She had experienced this before and knew the bitterness and hardship involved better than anyone else.

“I often give myself a massage” was a seemingly simple sentence. However, no one knew how much hardship and sweat it took to say it.

Although the process of becoming stronger was difficult, in retrospect, it wasn’t that hard. After enduring that process, Catherine now thought it wasn’t that difficult.

Catherine stretched herself and pushed the car door open to get out of the car. She was ready to go upstairs to rest. Unexpectedly, Branden also pushed the door open and stood next to her.

“I can go up by myself,” Catherine said.

Branden smiled faintly. There was a bright sparkle in his obsidian eyes. They were as bright as the stars shining in the night sky.

“You’re wrong!”

“Huh?” Catherine looked at him in disbelief. Branden stepped forward. He held her hand naturally, moving forward. When the elevator reached the floor where she lived, Branden took out the key in his pocket and shook it in front of her.

He was full of smugness, with that rare smile on his face. He looked less serious and aloof than usual, with a hint of childishness.

“Nice to meet you, my new neighbor!”

Catherine realized that the new neighbor moving in next door that Audrey mentioned was none other than Branden!

“Why did you think of moving here out of the blue?” For the Duncans, who owned countless top-class villas, it was condescending to have the current head of the family live in a small apartment.

“The Lamberts are the developers of this property. When Triston reserved a large flat for himself, he also kept one for me!” Branden responded to Catherine casually.

The world of wealthy people was truly unique, as they freely gave an apartment as a casual gift. Branden said it lightly. Triston did indeed gift Branden a large apartment.

But it was the most luxurious one on the top floor instead of the small apartment on this floor. If Catherine had known that Branden had traded his large apartment for such a small apartment, she would probably think that the man in front of her was crazy.

Branden had already moved in, so Catherine couldn’t say anything! All she could do was to congratulate him on the new move. Right? She reached out her hand to Branden and said gracefully, “Nice to meet you, too, my new neighbor!”

Catherine’s hand and Branden’s hand were stacked together. Branden’s wide palm tightly surrounded Catherine’s small hand and gently kneaded it. ” Kathy, I’ll be in charge of taking you to school from now on!”

Catherine raised her eyebrows and looked at him. There was an inquiring look in her sharp eyes!

There was such a shrewd look in her eyes that not even the sophisticated Branden could hold his cool. He had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and give an honest explanation. “The weather has turned cold. It’s too cold to go to school by motorcycle in the morning. Girls should keep warm for the sake of their health!”

Catherine glanced coldly at him and said sarcastically, “You know a lot!”

After saying that, she turned around and entered the door.

“Bang!” The door of Catherine’s apartment slammed shut, and Branden was turned away for the first time in his life. He couldn’t fool Catherine.

It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Catherine’s riding skills, but riding a motorcycle wasn’t as safe as taking a car. He didn’t want any accidents to happen to Catherine.

He didn’t want her to take any risks!

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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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