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All Her Secrets Chapter 349 by Chestnut

Chapter 349 Help Me Once More

A rare smile appeared on Erick’s previously stern face when he saw Catherine in front of him.

“You are finally here.”

Catherine saw that Erick was tied to a pillar and in rags. He was wearing dark clothes, but she could still see the dark brown blood on his clothes.

Catherine was indifferent to the scene she was looking at. Her cold eyes stared fixedly at Erick, and there was no trace of empathy in them. It was all Erick’s choice that led to such a situation.

He had chosen to leave with the guards of the Swanns and not to go with Sean when Sean went to rescue him. He had to bear the consequences the choices brought him, and there was no way back. Catherine just eyed him, waiting for him to speak.

Erick knew Catherine must know the truth of his leaving. He had not knitted his brows even once under Jeremy’s beating, but now, he looked at Catherine with a long, miserable face.

“Are you angry?” Erick asked gingerly, scared and nervous.He feared Catherine would say yes because he did not know how to appease her anger.

“I’m not.”

Her short and emotionless answer caused an emotional collapse in Erick. Compared to anger, what Erick feared more was that she did not care about him. Catherine did not give a damn about him, so she would not be angry with him.

Erick bore the pain in his heart and told Catherine what he wanted.

“Can you help me once more?”

“You want me to stop Xavier from getting back to Casier?” Catherine answered softly. Catherine had almost figured out Erick’s plan on the way there.

Erick was not surprised that Catherine could guess what his plan was. In his eyes, Catherine was just mighty and unfathomable.

He nodded slightly. “Yes. Three days. That’s all I need.”

He did not dare ask for too much, fearing that Catherine might see him as useless.

“Why should I help you?” Catherine’s voice was indifferent. She acted like a businessman negotiating a deal on the bargaining table.

Erick lowered his head. He knew no matter how Catherine treated him, he could not ask her for her forgiveness.

He was the one who had betrayed Catherine, even if he had his reason. Erick gritted his teeth and promised, ” As long as you help me this time, all the Winfreds have will be my honoraria to you.”

His original plan was to destroy the Winfreds. He wanted to take all members of the Winfreds down with his mother.

If Catherine were interested in the Winfreds’ property, he would give it to her readily. A meaningful smile flashed across Catherine’s delicate face. She raised one brow and rested her eyes on Erick, glancing at the chains on his hands.

Her eyes seemed to question Erick. He could not even be sure of his safety. How could he talk so big?

Erick looked seriously at Catherine and made a promise.

“Trust me. I will fulfill my words.”

The Winfreds’ property was not appealing to Catherine. If she wanted it, she could have it anytime. What was more interesting to her was that Erick was poor and powerless. What could he do to fight against the Winfreds and win?

She preferred to watch other people fight against each other rather than do it herself.

“Alright. That’s a deal.”

With that, Catherine strode out of the dungeon. The dungeon that was supposed to be secure against the assault meant nothing to Catherine.

Erick stared greedily after Catherine as she walked away. He wished he could have a chance to be by Catherine’s side like Ronin, even if only as a sidekick.

He believed he would have a chance to do it one day, regardless of whatever he needed to pay for it. It was soon time to go to the semi- finals.

They needed to set off to Oceanvile a day ahead to see the venue. Their school arranged for teachers to lead the teams to the competition and booked hotel rooms. The students did not need to worry. The day before they headed to Oceanvile, Audrey kept nagging Catherine.

“Kathy, I have prepared cold medicine and Band-Aids for you. Do you want some stomach medication?”

Catherine controlled the character in the game to lie down in the grass and looked up at Audrey. She said, “There are pharmacies and malls in Oceanvile.”

The hidden message in her words was that Audrey did not have to prepare those things.

Audrey knew what Catherine meant, but she still said earnestly to Catherine, “I know. Oceanvile is a big, well- developed city, and you can buy anything. But you need to bring these requisite things with you. What if you suddenly need them? It will be inconvenient for you to buy them by then.”

Catherine gave in to Audrey’s constant and considerate chatter. She focused on her mobile game again and let Audrey pack up for her.

While packing, Audrey chatted with her, “Kathy, I told my fan club about your semi-finals. I heard there would be online voting, and my fans all promised to vote for you.

“But don’t be stressed and enjoy the game. The results don’t matter, but the process does.”

Catherine pressed the buttons on the phone. After taking down the enemies, she put on a light smile and responded to Audrey occasionally.

No one knew if she smiled at her victory in the game or the considerate words from Audrey. The doorbell unexpectedly rang just as Audrey was about to continue talking.

Catherine was immersed in her game, so Audrey answered the door.

It was Branden standing outside. Audrey knew he must be there looking for Catherine. Audrey had no guts to be with Branden alone, so she shouted at Catherine inside the house, “Kathy, Mr. Duncan is here.”

“Ask him to wait for a while. I will go out when I finish the game.”

Audrey was almost scared out of her wits hearing Catherine’s response. She looked at Branden with a reddened face and dared not repeat Catherine’s words.

Branden did not need Audrey to repeat Catherine’s words for him. The door was open, and he had heard Catherine. Branden said to Audrey, who was awkward, “It’s fine. I will wait here.”

It was the first time Audrey saw Branden be so gentle and good- tempered. She was envious of and admired Catherine.

No one else other than her sister in Casier dared to ask Branden to wait outside the door. What was more, Branden was willing to wait. Catherine was impressive. Audrey felt the air become thin standing between Catherine and Branden.

She decided to escape from the scene for her safety.

“Kathy, I will go to the room and check for anything else you need to bring.”

She ran away from the door with no intention of delaying.After Audrey was gone, Branden walked into the living room and sat near Catherine. Catherine was halfway through the game. She knew it was Branden sitting and did not even look at him.

She moved closer to Branden and rested her head on his lap. Adjusting to a comfortable posture, she refocused on her game.

Branden did not feel annoyed at all. He gazed tenderly at Catherine and waited quietly for her to finish the game.

The scene looked warm and harmonious.

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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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