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All Her Secrets Chapter 413 by Chestnut

Chapter 413 Top Three Assassins Internationally

Catherine sampled the food. Even though it did not taste as good as Branden’s cooking, it was acceptable.

“No need. This is good!” replied Catherine coolly.

Since dinner was alright, Francis could continue with the rest of the arrangements.

“Miss Swann, do you have any special arrangements tomorrow? Otherwise, here is a list of nearby travel destinations. Why don’t you take a look? If there is anywhere you are interested in visiting, I can make arrangements.”

Francis felt sad inside. He did not expect to see the day when he would become a mere tour guide!

After waking up, Catherine received a text message from Ronin. He informed her that the client would contact her at night and she could make her way over tomorrow. Her time was very precious, so she did not have the time to travel.

“No, thanks. From tomorrow onward, you don’t have to follow me around. I have my own arrangements!”

Hearing Catherine’s rejection, Francis nearly lost control of his expression. He quietly inhaled and asked, “Miss Swann, do you have a problem with my work? If there’s any way I should change, just let me know. I will do my best to accommodate.”

Catherine looked at Francis coldly. She treated people she did not know well with the same attitude.

“I have personal matters to attend to. I will personally tell Branden about it. Just remember. I don’t need you to follow me!”

Seeing her firm attitude, Francis could only do as she said. After leaving, Francis contacted Branden immediately and told him about the situation.

“Do as she says. Just protect her secretly!”

“Got it!”

Hearing Branden’s instructions, Francis hung up the phone. He did not expect to see the day that his brilliant boss would act this way!

Shortly after dinner, Catherine’s phone rang by the side. She swiped the phone to answer and held it to her ear.

A man’s husky voice came from over the phone. “Hi there. Is this Anon?”

It was not that she did not have a name. She never left any information out there, so people started calling her this.

Since she never denied it, “Anon” became her codename over time. Anon had always been among the best in the international assassin’s ranking. J and Anon had always been the top two.

Some said she was the number one assassin, while others supported J.

However, neither of them confronted each other before, so no one knew who was better.

“Speak!” The moment Catherine opened her mouth, her cool female voice turned into a deep male one. Perhaps the other party wanted to talk to Catherine badly, so he did not notice anything amiss with her voice. Instead, he simply automatically continued with the conversation.

“Mr. Anon, please give me the address so I can pick you up tomorrow. The trainees have already gathered and are ready for training.”

“I’m good. Just send me the location. I will show up punctually!”

Saying this, Catherine did not allow the other party to say no and hung up the phone. After Catherine washed up and left the next day, Francis promptly sent security detail to protect her secretly.

However, 30 minutes later, Francis received an unexpected update.

The security detail he sent had lost Catherine!

Considering how much his boss cared about Catherine, Francis checked on the situation without hesitation. In the end, after investigating for some time, he could not find her.

Sadly, Francis could only contact Branden, update him about the situation, and apologize.

“We lost her!”

Branden did not react particularly strongly at the get-go. He asked coolly, “Did you lose her or something?”

Based on their subordinates’ reports, Catherine had deliberately lost them. He did not expect Catherine to discover the men secretly following her and even manage to lose them successfully.

From the looks of it, he was indeed careless. He had underestimated Catherine’s abilities.

“Miss Swann deliberately lost the tail on her!”

No matter what, Francis was at fault. He admitted his mistake honestly and awaited the punishment.

“Francis, you should see Carlo and the others tomorrow. You need more training as well!”

Despite Branden’s gentle, airy tone, Francis nearly wanted to crumble and kneel. Francis did not dare argue or hesitate in the slightest.

After leaving, Catherine noticed the secret security detail. Catherine confirmed that they were not after her before she lost the tail entirely.

She went to the pier as agreed with the client. Scorpion Island was globally well- known as a training ground facility.

Scorpion Island’s location was mysterious. It was on an unknown island somewhere in the Patrific, undetectable even by satellite. The only way to access the island was by helicopter. After Catherine got properly dressed, she showed up punctually.

Not long later, the thunderous sound of a helicopter could be heard. It landed on the helipad in front of Catherine. A burly man dressed in camouflage got off the helicopter.

He walked straight to Catherine and eyed her up and down. Catherine was wearing a cap, a mask, and black training gear covered from head to toe. Jon scrutinized Catherine feeling something did not feel quite right about her.

Then again, considering the location and time, if this person did not receive any prior instruction, there was no reason for anyone to be here.

Jon hesitated before he finally asked, ” Are you Anon?”

Catherine stood with her arms crossed. She raised her head, looking at Jon particularly coldly.

“Are any introductions needed?”

Jon was caught by surprise. He did not expect the small, inconspicuous guy to be Anon.

Judging from the petite frame, he looked like a girl.

Jon had a particularly beefy body. He was 6.2 feet and covered with muscles.

Catherine was 5.5 feet in height. In Zerwick, she was considered tall, but looked short next to Jon.

However, Jon could sense her incredibly powerful aura.

This was probably why Anon could become the top assassin in the industry.

This was Anon, so he had to treat her with respect. Otherwise, he might die without knowing who took him out.

“Mr. Anon, this way, please!”

Catherine got onto the helicopter deftly. The helicopter took nearly an hour to get from the pier to the island.

After getting off the helicopter, Jon initially wanted to let Catherine take a break and introduce the island to her.

Unexpectedly, Catherine turned down his offer coolly. “It’s fine. Let’s start immediately!”

Seeing her drive, Jon did not continue with the subject. “Mr. Anon, the little cabin up ahead is your living quarters. I will gather the trainees, and we can start in 10 minutes!”

The moment he finished his sentence and proceeded to turn, Catherine had already disappeared out of sight.

Jon suddenly understood why his boss would spend a considerable sum of money for her to be the instructor. Her moves were simply incredible.

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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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