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All Her Secrets Chapter 464 by Chestnut

Chapter 464 The Kidnapping

In the blink of an eye, it was exam time again.

This test was a big deal for everyone. Even Bryan had been ordered to stay at home and hit the books. He couldn’t even step outside. Ronin was feeling incredibly bored and decided to seek out Catherine. ”

Catherine, not going to school is no fun at all. It’s so dull.”

To attend school, Ronin had delegated all the base matters and was now accompanying Catherine as she studied.

On regular days, he could banter with Bryan at school and play games with David, even when Catherine wasn’t around.

But now, with everyone busy revising for the exams and making that final push, there wasn’t even someone to banter with. He found himself incredibly bored.

Catherine had her laptop on her lap. She was engrossed in studying the data Rodge had sent her. She was conducting three-dimensional simulation tests to assess missile accuracy.

Unfortunately, Ronin was still chattering away nearby. It disrupted her peace. Suddenly, Catherine looked up with her cold gaze fixed on Ronin.

“They’re all studying. Don’t you think you should be too?”

Ronin thought inwardly, “Why bother studying?”

That was what Ronin had initially intended to say, but when he encountered Catherine’s cold stare, he nearly choked on his saliva. In his eyes, the big exam was just about scribbling a few words. Why bother with the hassle of studying?

But with Catherine’s sudden outburst, he realized he had no choice but to hit the books.

In the previous moment, Ronin had been complaining, but now he acted obediently. He didn’t dare to disturb Catherine as she worked.

“Catherine, you keep working. I’ll go back to studying.”

Catherine nodded without lifting her head, and Ronin finally let go of his worries. With bated breath, he tiptoed away and ensured no disruption.

With Ronin’s departure, the room fell quiet.

Catherine was deeply engrossed in her research. She stared at the rapidly changing numbers on her screen. It felt like an eternity had passed. If it weren’t for the incessant buzzing of her phone placed nearby, Catherine wouldn’t have even blinked.

The ringing irritated her. With a furrowed brow, she picked up her phone. She intended to decline the call. However, when she saw the caller ID was Audrey, she finally answered.

“I’m busy now. Speak quickly,” Catherine said coldly. Her cold words perfectly reflected her current state of mind.

To her surprise, a strange man’s voice came from the other end.

“Audrey is in my hands. If you want to keep her safe, follow my instructions!”

The call was abruptly disconnected after the stranger finished speaking. Catherine tried to call back. However, she received a text message from the stranger.

[Don’t call the police. Come alone, or else Audrey will be in a body bag!]

The message included an address.

After Catherine read the text message, a sardonic smile played on her cold face.

She thought the stranger was playing a kidnapping drama with her. It seemed like they thought they lived long enough. They were asking for trouble.

Catherine skillfully dialed a number. She put the phone to her ear when it was answered. From Kim’s tone on the other end, it was evident that he was surprised by Catherine’s call.

“Catherine, why are you calling me all of a sudden?”

“Where is Audrey?” Catherine asked concisely in a cold tone.

Her voice made Kim shiver all over.

“I’m looking for Audrey too. I don’t know what’s going on. She said she’d be out for a bit, but she hasn’t returned, and she’s not answering her phone.”

Maybe thinking he had been complaining too much, Kim suddenly stopped his rambling and asked Catherine seriously, “Do you need anything from her? Should I relay a message when she comes back?”

“No. It’s fine,” Catherine replied and immediately hung up.

She hadn’t told Kim about the possibility of Audrey being in trouble because involving more people would only increase Audrey’s risk.

The kidnapper had contacted Catherine directly, not Kim.

It meant they were targeting Catherine, not Audrey. If that was the case, Catherine had to go alone.

Catherine saved her computer data, picked up her jacket, and left the apartment.

She grabbed her motorcycle from the garage and rushed to the address provided by the kidnapper.

After she removed her helmet, her phone in her pocket began to ring.

On Catherine’s cold, stunning face, her sharp eyes narrowed slightly. With a smile in her eyes, she looked dangerous yet captivating.

She answered the phone, and on the other end, the person with a mechanized voice told her an address and then hung up.

Just as the kidnapper ended the call, Catherine’s phone rang again.

It was a call from Branden.

After glancing at the time on her phone, Catherine assumed he was probably inviting her to dinner. Without hesitation, she hung up.

She knew that someone was likely monitoring her every move in the shadows.

For Audrey’s safety, she needed to comply with the kidnapper’s instructions and avoid contacting anyone.

After ending the call, Catherine revved her motorcycle once more and headed toward the location indicated by the kidnapper. She cooperated meticulously throughout the journey.

After several location changes, Catherine finally arrived at an abandoned factory. There was no need to say it. This was the place the kidnapper had demanded. After parking her motorcycle, Catherine strode confidently toward the abandoned factory.

There was no sign of nervousness on her cold face. She pushed the factory door open forcefully. Behind it stood seven or eight men armed with weapons. They stared at Catherine with their cold, menacing eyes.

The man at the forefront had a gruesome scar on his face that would unsettle most people. However, Catherine exuded a cold aura. She calmly stared at him.

The scarred man examined Catherine and couldn’t fathom why their boss had repeatedly emphasized caution. He thought Catherine was nothing more than a young girl.

“You’re quite bold, coming here all alone. Aren’t you afraid?”

In response to his question, Catherine smirked with sarcasm. She replied, “I came alone. Isn’t that what you arranged?”

“Kid, you’ve got quite a sharp tongue, and you’re fearless. I admire you.” The scarred man pointed at Catherine with appreciation in his eyes.

Catherine came alone and displayed no fear on her face. She really had courage.

Catherine had no time for small talk and lazily said, “Cut the chatter. State your terms.”

The scarred man was secretly taken aback. He initially thought Catherine was just bold, but how she carried herself seemed out of the ordinary.

Thinking of the boss’s instructions before they left, the scarred man didn’t want to waste more time.

“Alright. You’re straightforward, and I’ll be straightforward, too. Come here and sign this document, and I’ll release the person to you.”

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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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