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All Her Secrets Chapter 442 by Chestnut

Chapter 442 Step Forward!

Catherine returned to the training ground, where the trainees were diligently conducting physical training.

Even if Catherine, their instructor, wasn’t present, they didn’t dare to slack off.

Carlo and his two brothers had already returned to the training ground. Their gaze remained fixed on Catherine when she appeared.

Catherine approached them with an arrogant stride, her cold eyes giving off an icy aura.

Once their eyes met Catherine’s, fear gripped the hearts of the three men. It felt as if the funeral bells were tolling, accompanied by a mournful lament.

Catherine glanced at the three men and pointed at them with her hand. “You, you, and you, step forward!”

Silently, the three men stepped forward, their hearts pounding wildly. Their teammates beside them mourned silently for them. Everyone knew that the instructor had a reputation for being ruthless. If the instructor suddenly called them out by name, it couldn’t be anything good.

With her hands behind her back, Catherine casually circled around the three men. “You left the camp without permission, quit training without reporting, disobeyed orders, and challenged your instructor…”

Catherine recited each of the mistakes committed by the three men.

Carlo had initially held a glimmer of hope in his heart, thinking that Catherine wasn’t a mean person and that her cold demeanor was just a facade. He hoped that, perhaps, she would spare them for the sake of Branden. But now it seemed impossible for him to escape punishment, and he could only hope that she wouldn’t be too harsh.

Catherine remained silent, continuing to circle around them. She had a commanding presence, and the cold aura emanating from her alone was enough to kill them.

After contemplating for a while, Carlo decided it was better to face his fate as soon as possible. Since they were bound to face punishment sooner or later, it was better to take the initiative to face it.

“Catherine, it’s our fault. Please punish us. We accept any punishment!” he pleaded.

They had already received news from Paxton that Catherine had brought Dr. Miracle to treat Branden. Paxton had also advised them to focus on training and not argue with Catherine. They had indeed overestimated themselves!

But then again, who would dare to argue with her? It would be suicidal. If it weren’t for Branden’s “coma,” they wouldn’t have had the courage to confront her. Now that Branden was fine, it was time for them to accept their punishment.

Catherine’s eyes lit up, revealing a shrewd look.

“It seems that you have no objections to the mistakes you’ve made,” she said.

“Yes!” the three of them replied in unison, their bodies stiff and straight.

“Good.” Catherine nodded and clapped her hands.

Clap, clap, clap…

After a series of loud applause, Jon arrived, driving a pickup truck. With her hands behind her back, Catherine stood in front of everyone, exuding a chilling aura.

“For the remaining time today, let’s learn how to deal with interrogation! As prisoners of war, it is essential for each of you to learn how to preserve your life while keeping the secrets hidden,” she declared.

Everyone present thought that Catherine’s viewpoint was correct. They could sacrifice their lives to protect secrets, but they shouldn’t sacrifice themselves needlessly. If they had a chance to save their lives, they should prioritize that.

Catherine’s attitude towards sacrifice was different from that of other instructors, so she instantly gained people’s support.

Just as everyone was waiting for Catherine to announce the cruel training to come, they heard her say, ” We won’t have a collective training session this afternoon. These three boys will demonstrate the training first, and then we will practice together.

Other people couldn’t hold back their laughter. It was too tragic! The Duncan trio was in for a real punishment.

After hearing Catherine’s announcement, the faces of the Duncan trio turned completely dark. They knew that Catherine’s training was always brutal, and now they not only had to train but also had to do it twice. Who could be unluckier than them?

However, the three of them dared not complain. Complaining only led to even more torture. Catherine glanced at Jon behind her and beckoned him. “Let’s begin!”

Jon directed his men to unload several large barrels from the truck, and with a sympathetic look, he winked at the three of them.

After all, they shouldn’t have offended Catherine. The three of them were placed inside three large barrels, and someone poured something from a can onto their heads.

As Carlo smelled the sweet fragrance, he couldn’t help but quietly discuss it with his two brothers.

“Why do I feel like it’s honey?”

Francis glanced at him and said coldly, “Why don’t you give it a lick and find out?”

Carlo took it seriously and actually stuck out his tongue and licked it. He then exclaimed in surprise, “It’s sweet. It really is honey!”

Honey?

Cory’s face turned completely dark, with a hint of despair in his eyes.

Carlo, who was always naive, still thought that it was sweet, unaware of the tragedy he was about to face.

Francis’s expression grew increasingly grim, and if one looked closely, one could sense a hint of nervousness in his eyes.

Cory knew Francis all too well. Growing up together with Francis, he knew that whatever scared Francis must be truly terrifying.

Three instructors approached with gloves on, carrying three large jars.

As they got closer, Carlo and the other two couldn’t help but gulp nervously. The fear of the unknown was truly testing their hearts, something that ordinary people would struggle to bear.

The lids of the jars were opened, and thousands of ants were poured out from them. Under the scorching sun, they endured the ants’ biting.

These were not ordinary ants but red ants that lived in the nearby rainforest. Being bitten by these ants caused not only swelling but also unbearable itching and excruciating pain.

This torture was much worse than being beaten or stabbed. Catherine coldly observed the three of them, her face devoid of any expression.

The more indifferent and emotionless she appeared, the more people felt fearful of her.

“If you can’t take it, you can choose to surrender,” she said.

Carlo had never been a deserter in his life and would never surrender, no matter what. However, before he could say anything, Catherine continued, ” After all, this is just the first level!”

Her words meant that there were even more intense challenges ahead!

Carlo was instantly frightened. He turned his head to look at his two brothers, weakly suggesting, “Should we surrender?”

However, he was met with fierce glares from Francis and Cory. In their opinion, there was only a possibility of death, not surrender.

They would rather die than surrender, and they would never quit!

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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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