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All Her Secrets Chapter 551 by Chestnut

Chapter 551 Catherine’s Boyfriend

When Catherine spoke, Branden had already gotten up and stood behind her. In the moonlight streaming through the window, his perfect abs were clearly visible.

“Aren’t you going out?” His deep voice brought Catherine’s wandering thoughts back.

As Catherine snapped back to reality, Branden had already put on a white shirt. While she was in a daze, he casually picked up her jacket and helped her put it on.

But this jacket was a bit… thick. It was summer now, but he had brought her a long-sleeved jacket.

Noticing Catherine’s puzzled expression, Branden explained earnestly, “It gets chilly at night. It’s better to wear more.”

This wasn’t the first time Branden had done something like this. Indeed, nights were much colder than the daytime, so Catherine went along with him. The main reason was that she felt it would be too troublesome to take off her clothes again.

The two of them went downstairs together. Branden didn’t notify anyone. He just took the car keys and brought Catherine along.

“Address,” he said.

Catherine forwarded the location that Withal had just sent to her phone to Branden.

Originally, Catherine wanted to tell him to stay at home. But seeing that Branden had no intention of consulting her, she agreed.

The address given by Withal was for a hotel in the city center. The busier the place, the safer it was for them now.

When they arrived at the door of the room, Catherine dialed Withal’s number. The next second, the door opened. Withal was about to say something to Catherine but froze upon seeing Branden next to her.

This was the first time Catherine had brought a man along. Although he knew they were in a relationship, he didn’t expect their relationship to be this firm.

Withal came back to his senses and stepped aside, inviting the two of them in.

“Where’s Zobber?” Catherine asked as soon as she entered the room.

Withal pointed in the direction of the room behind him. Catherine glanced at Branden. He nodded coldly and sat down on the nearby sofa.

Catherine walked toward the room. Pushing open the door, Catherine saw Zobber lying on the bed. Her complexion was pale, and her eyes were closed.

Perhaps sensing something, Zobber struggled to open her eyes. The moment she saw Catherine, her previously dull eyes suddenly lit up. She tried to sit up, but her movements caused pain in her wounds. Her face contorted in agony, and she involuntarily gasped in pain.

Catherine leaned against the side, her sparkling gem-like eyes fixed on Zobber.

“Good. You’re still alive,” Catherine said in a cold voice. Instead of deterring Zobber’s enthusiasm, these words only made Zobber more excited.

“Catherine, you knew I was injured, so you came here to see me, right?”

Before Catherine could respond, Zobber was already getting emotional.

“Catherine, you’re too good to me. I knew you must love me the most, right?

Catherine couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She remembered that when she recruited Zobber, Zobber wasn’t this emotional.

“What has she experienced over the years?” Catherine thought. “When did she become so dramatic?”

“Alright, if you can get out of bed, then come out.”

Catherine crossed her arms and walked out of the room. She had entered the room to assess Zobber’s injuries. Now she knew that Zobber’s injuries weren’t severe.

Since that was the case, Catherine decided to deal with the important matters first. She wanted to know who the other party was and why they dared to attack Zobber.

When Withal saw Catherine come out, he quickly went into the room to help Zobber out. He knew that Catherine was going to talk about the safe.

Withal supported Zobber and led her to the living room. When she saw Branden, who was sitting next to Catherine, she was completely shocked.

“This guy is really handsome!” She gave an exclamation of surprise in her mind. That made sense. Some men only looked good on the surface but lacked charisma and presence.

Branden was different. Not only was his face stunningly handsome, but he also exuded a domineering aura from head to toe. It made people both infatuated with his appearance and awed by him.

Most importantly, he was sitting next to Catherine.

Seeing Zobber staring at Branden in a daze, Withal quickly pulled her arm, signaling her to calm down. However, he accidentally tugged on Zobber’s wound, and she erupted in anger.

“Withal, can’t you see that I’m injured? Why are you pulling me when I’m already in pain?” Her tone was serious, indicating that she was getting annoyed.

Withal rolled his eyes. He had kindly saved her, but she didn’t appreciate it.

“I asked you to come out to talk about the mission, not to drool over Catherine’s boyfriend,” he said.

Zobber was about to retort, but then she processed what Withal had said and froze for a moment. She turned her head and stared at Withal, then at Branden, her face full of disbelief. ”

What did you say? Catherine’s boyfriend?”

Withal didn’t want to talk to her, so he chose to remain silent.

Seeing that Withal ignored her, Zobber locked her gaze on Branden.

This time, her gaze toward Branden no longer held infatuation but more of curiosity.

“Are you really Catherine’s boyfriend?” she asked.

Branden coldly raised his eyes to look at Zobber, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

Being stared at by him, Zobber took a step back in fear. His gaze was too intimidating, making her feel uneasy. She had never been afraid of anyone in her life, and no one had ever made her feel this way with just a glance. He was the first.

Knowing she might not be his match, Zobber looked at Catherine with pleading eyes and a pitiful, aggrieved expression on her face.

“Catherine, is he really your boyfriend?

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Catherine leaned toward Branden. He skillfully wrapped his arm around her waist, allowing her to lean comfortably against him.

After that, Catherine’s gaze slowly fell on Zobber. She raised an eyebrow as she asked softly, “Since when do I have to report to you when I find a boyfriend?

This seemingly emotionless sentence frightened Zobber. Her face turned pale, and her whole body involuntarily trembled.

“Catherine, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that… I just…” Zobber started to babble in fear.

Catherine didn’t want to scold Zobber,

but Zobber was talking too much. If she

didn’t give Zobber a warning, Zobber

would continue to babble on.

“Enough, let’s get to the point,” Catherine said. Zobber immediately closed her mouth.

Withal explained the basic situation.

The three of them focused on discussing the matter, unaware that behind Catherine, Branden’s expression suddenly became serious after hearing their conversation.

“Wait a minute.” Catherine turned around in confusion to look at Branden.

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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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