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All Her Secrets Chapter 482 by Chestnut

Chapter 482 I Finally Got You

Catherine shook her head at the chief attendant. “No need to prepare the equipment. Just take me there!”

The chief attendant thought that Catherine and her group should have brought their own equipment after he saw the silver box in Withal’s hand. Without much hesitation, the chief attendant took Catherine to the patient.

There were already more than thirty infected patients in the entire palace.

In order to allow capable and talented individuals to have a clear understanding of the situation, the palace chose a member of the royal family with the lowest status and the most humble identity. This member was used as the object of being diagnosed.

To put it bluntly, they were making this royal family member by the name of Bert, a lab rat.

After all, no one knew now whether this situation was caused by a disease or a virus. Or else, as some supernatural figures claimed, the royal family had been cursed.

Catherine was brought to Bert, who sat weakly in his wheelchair. With a pale face, he looked in a very bad situation. He was like a dying man.

After observing him for a moment, Catherine made a request.

“I need to take a tube of his blood for lab tests!”

The chief attendant responded immediately, “Is one tube of blood enough?”

Catherine glanced at Bert’s arms. They were covered in pinholes of all sizes. It seemed like Bert had already had his blood taken many times.

As a lab rat, he must have suffered inhuman treatment. Catherine glanced coldly at the chief attendant. “Judging from his situation, how many tubes of blood do you think I can take from him?”

Hearing the mocking meaning in Catherine’s words, the chief attendant did not say anything more. With a faint smile, he stepped back.

Withal opened the silver case. There was not much inside the case, only a piece of very simple lab equipment.

This seemingly simple equipment was made by Catherine herself. Catherine placed the blood sample on the equipment for testing.

The lab data from the equipment was connected to the Arbotte Laboratory. Within minutes, Rodge would forward the analyzed report to Catherine.

While waiting for the results, Catherine began to carefully examine Bert’s condition again. She asked several questions.

The main reason some people said this bizarre illness was someone’s curse on the royal family was because all the people infected were members of the royal family. The disease was only spread between members of the royal family, and non-royal members would not develop it even if they had close contact with the infected members.

After asking a few simple questions, Catherine was ready to leave. She had gotten the sample she wanted, and she had also seen the symptoms.

Although she knew medical theory, she was not a doctor. So, there was no way for her to do what Thomas did in terms of checking the patient with the ways of diagnosis. Her specialty was in research.

Now, all she needed to do was bring the blood sample back for testing. Catherine took off her gloves, and Withal immediately began to pack up.

Those who had been waiting to see what shocking actions Catherine would take were all dumbfounded. She actually started packing her things to leave just after taking the blood sample.

That was all?

Finally, someone could not hold back and shouted in Catherine’s direction, ” Dr. Sugar, are you going to leave just like that? Are you worthy of the money the king paid you?”

The chief attendant stood aside and did not say anything. Catherine was an expert that the king had spent a lot of effort to hire. They could not afford to offend her.

Although they could not afford to offend her, they could not do much when Catherine was accused. At most, they would come out and control the situation before it got too big.

When someone started to stir up, there was someone to respond.

For a moment, the people present began to talk about Catherine.

Withal was furious. These people actually dared to talk about Catherine like that. Did these people really think Catherine was someone they could mess with?

Before Withal could do something, Branden, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up.

“Have you finished your words?”

His words carried a powerful majesty, instantly shocking all the people present. Everyone’s gaze turned toward Branden, standing next to Catherine. In the next second, they were all shocked by Branden’s sharp gaze.

This man’s aura was too powerful. His body exuded a hint of a king’s demeanor, which made people dare not easily offend him.

As for the first person to question Catherine, after being stared at by Branden, he was so scared that he choked on his own saliva. He coughed violently in confusion.

This unusual scene made the chief attendant once again notice Branden standing next to Catherine. He could guarantee that this man was definitely more than simply an assistant.

As for the reason why he was disguised as Dr. Sugar’s assistant, the chief attendant did not know yet.

Under Branden’s powerful aura, the questioning voices around disappeared.

Catherine led her group, strutting out of the main hall.

No one present noticed that in the dark corner behind the main hall, there was a pair of fierce eyes staring at everything with a cold light.

This person was mainly focused on Catherine.

Staring at Catherine’s back, the person said in a low voice, “Dr. Sugar, I finally got you!”

Catherine and her group did not accept the palace’s arrangement of accommodation. They chose to continue living in the Duncans’ villa in Ravenloth.

Everything there was specially designed by Branden to Catherine’s liking.

No matter how good the palace was, it could not make Catherine feel as comfortable as she was staying there.

Besides, the things Branden had prepared for her were by no means inferior to those in the palace.

After Catherine arrived at the villa, she changed her lazy state from the previous two days. She did not even sit on the sofa for a while before rushing straight upstairs.

On the attic of the top floor, there was a laboratory that Withal had temporarily built out. It was exclusively for Catherine’s use in doing research.

When Catherine was doing research, no one could disturb her. Even Branden could not go upstairs to disturb her.

An afternoon passed, and they did not hear any noise coming from upstairs.

Catherine missed two meals.

Paxton realized that Branden had no intention of going upstairs to ask Catherine to have some food.

That was something strange!

According to Branden’s concern for Catherine, not to mention that she did not have any food for two meals, she could make this always calm big shot frown even by taking a few bites less. After a long hesitation, Paxton decided to ask Branden.

After all, serving Branden’s future wife was one of Paxton’s tasks.

“Mr. Duncan, do you need the kitchen to prepare a little of Miss Swann’s favorite food and send it upstairs?”

Hearing the inquiry, Branden put down the work in his hands. He raised his eyes to Paxton. “Just have the kitchen prepare it and keep it warm. No one is going upstairs!”

Not to mention the top floor attic, in order not to affect Catherine, everyone was not even allowed to enter the second floor.

To create a quiet and comfortable environment for Catherine, Branden was even working directly in the living room.

Withal was leaning over and studying ” The Ten Tortures” on his cell phone. After hearing the conversation between Branden and Paxton, he could not help but give Branden a thumbs up in his heart.

Branden really knew Catherine well enough. At that time, not to mention delivering food, even if the world was destroyed, no one could go and disturb Catherine.

Catherine could not bear to be disturbed when concentrating on her research. Withal had gotten used to it after so many years of following Catherine.

Anyway, when it was time, Catherine would naturally go downstairs. They did not need to worry about her at all.

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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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