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All Her Secrets Chapter 418 by Chestnut

Chapter 418 An Impossible Task

The next training task was target shooting. Those who were able to go to Scorpion Island as trainees were all considered sharpshooters.

Ordinary shooting was nothing to them, but now, no one dared to ignore the task arranged by this seemingly petite instructor.

No one knew what kind of difficulties they were about to face, and they had never had such a moment of despair about the way ahead.

Each person had ten bullets, and Catherine required everyone to hit the nail in the center of the bull’s eye within the specified time. Under normal conditions, this task was not impossible for sharpshooters to complete.

The trainees had just gone through a one-day and one-night escape battle, and their physical strength was already overdrawn. Not to mention hitting the bull’s eye, they didn’t even have the strength to hold the gun.

Even more frightening was that Catherine didn’t seem to have any intention of letting them go. She asked Jon to bring a few large buckets and placed them in front of the crowd.

No one knew what Catherine was trying to do, but many people were already feeling uneasy. They knew that there was no way Catherine would let them go.

Cory noticed that Francis’s expression was not right and lowered his voice to ask in a low voice, “Is there a situation?

Francis nodded slightly. They did not want the people in this training camp to know about the relationship between the three of them just yet.

If the others knew about the relationship between the three of them, this would only be bad for them.

“There’s something inside!”

Francis conveyed the message to the two by silently mouthing the words.

Both Cory and Carlo received it and they trusted Francis’ judgment. There wasn’t just something in that bucket; it was a living creature. Francis had a unique ability to tell if a living creature was nearby as long as the distance was close enough.

After confirming Francis’s judgment, Cory and Carlo began to worry. They were really in trouble. Sure enough, when Catherine ordered someone to open the buckets, the trainers who were close enough to see what was inside cried out frantically.

“Snake… There are so many snakes…” The person who said these words had turned pale with fear and kept retreating.

A horrified expression appeared on the faces of the surrounding several big- sized men.

The big buckets were densely packed with snakes. There was an island called Snake Island nearby, where highly venomous snakes lived year-round, making it difficult for people to approach.

These snakes were the venomous snakes that Catherine had arranged for people to capture from that island, specifically used to train these trainees.

Catherine narrowed her eyes and scanned her surroundings. Seeing the pale faces of the group of trainees around her, she chuckled in her heart.

She had already achieved half the effect she wanted. Catherine said coldly, “As you can see, this training is not very demanding. Just stand in the bucket, shoot out the bullets, finish the target, and rest!”

Disapproving voices then appeared on the scene. At first, because Catherine was their instructor, these trainers tried their best to obey her.

Usually, they train others, but rarely have they been trained so hard that they do not even have the energy to lift their heads.

Thinking of Catherine’s initial statement that none of them would be able to complete the assessment, and under this kind of blow and pressure, everyone could no longer hold back and started to rebel.

Various noisy voices rang out, which were all questioning Catherine’s decision. Everyone felt that Catherine was not training them but wanted them to die. Finally, someone couldn’t help but take the lead in questioning.

“Sir, there’s no way anyone can do what you’re asking. All of the snakes inside the buckets are poisonous, and every single one is highly venomous. In such a situation, being bitten will most likely cause irreparable damage even if we have the snake venom serum!”

Facing the question, Catherine answered easily.

“As long as you can control your body temperature and maintain a balance, you naturally don’t have to worry about these snakes biting you.”

There was an active volcano on Snake Island, and these snakes were different from other species of snakes in that they would only eat or attack under certain temperature conditions. In other cases, they remained in a dormant state.

Unless one was emotionally excited and his body temperature rose sharply, those snakes would not actively attack. Catherine said those words lightly, but those people still felt the task was challenging.

“This is simply impossible!” Someone complained loudly, even questioning if Catherine was the executioner and wanted to kill them.

Where there was oppression, there would be resistance.

The best way to suppress these voices of resistance was to display even greater strength. Catherine grabbed a gun from the side and jumped into the bucket with a cool somersault.

Her movements were very precise, and her jumping into the bucket was exceptionally gentle, not disturbing the venomous snakes inside.

She picked up her gun, her movements fast and steady. She used only three bullets to hit the nails placed in front of her into the bull’s eye. Catherine didn’t stop, hitting the nails into the bull’s eye with every shot.

She asked the trainers to use ten bullets to hit one nail into the bull’s eye, but she used ten bullets to directly hit four nails on four targets into the bull’s eye, three of which were still lateral to her because she had never changed positions throughout.

The trainers present were stunned!

Amidst everyone’s stunning gaze, Catherine somersaulted and jumped out of the bucket, tossing the used gun casually.

The gun landed steadily on the display rack in front. With her hands in her pockets, Catherine walked arrogantly and left without turning back.

There was complete silence. For these people, the best way to convince them was to show them greater strength.

Catherine proved everything with her super strength. What else could those who clamored that Catherine was trying to kill them say?

Glancing at the crowd, Jon’s eyes were filled with mockery and disdain. The higher-ups weren’t fools. If Anon had no skills, how could they spend a lot of money hiring him?

There were few people in this world who were more stingy than those people.

“What are you waiting for? None of you want to rest?”

Jon let out a roar, snapping everyone’s wondering thoughts back to the present moment. Some people were still unconvinced by the instructor before, thinking that the instructor was intentionally panicking them. However, from that moment onward, no one would dare to bring up the topic.

Strength determined everything, and the instructor’s strength was clearly far superior to theirs.

“Cory, why do you keep staring at the instructor’s back? If Mr. Duncan and the instructor were to confront each other, who do you think would win?”

Facing Carlo’s inquiry, Cory asked thoughtfully, “Don’t you think the instructor’s back is particularly familiar? I always feel like I’ve seen him somewhere!”

“What?” Carlo thought carefully and replied with a teasing smile, “I don’t know any men who are this petite and delicate!”

Cory thought Carlo had a point. If there were such a petite man around them, even if they only saw him once, they would remember him.

“Cory, let’s not think about all this nonsense. Let’s think about how we’re going to get through this first.”

Just thinking about it gave Carlo a headache.

The task this time was challenging, and if they couldn’t complete it, they didn’t know what punishment would be waiting for them.

Thinking about it made Carlo feel heartbroken. He regretted that he had offended Catherine and ended up being punished on this island.

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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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