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All Her Secrets Chapter 642 by Chestnut

Chapter 642 A Good Match for Catherine

Branden heard Catherine suddenly change her mind, and his bright eyes lifted, staring straight at her.

“Because of me?” he asked.

Catherine didn’t deny it. It was a fact that she returned to Loxton early because of Branden, and there was no need to deny it.

Branden received the news in the morning that Edson had launched an attack on the Duncan Corporation. On Paxton’s side, everything was proceeding smoothly according to the previous deployment, and he had nothing to worry about.

But he was pleased knowing that Catherine was worried for him and had even changed her plans. It indicated a steady rise in his position in Catherine’s heart.

Branden looked at Catherine in a good mood. “If it’s for me, there’s really no need. You focus on your matters and don’t need to worry on my end.”

Although the Breens were powerful, Branden didn’t regard them highly. If they really moved against the Duncans, even if the Breens put their best foot forward, they might be unable to bring down the Duncans completely.

Seeing his confidence, Catherine didn’t continue. After dinner, she asked Branden to take her to the laboratory.

Rodge anxiously waited at the laboratory’s door, worried that Catherine might not show up. His heart finally settled when he saw her.

“Catherine, yesterday’s test results are out. It’s indeed as you said-the experiment data had a deviation, causing the infinite loop failure of the experiment.”

Catherine nodded toward him and then turned to Branden behind her. “I’ll contact you after I finish the experiment.”

After getting a response, Branden left feeling reassured.

The experiment calculations continued until the next morning, which was quite normal for the laboratory.

Experiments were long and tedious, often causing researchers to stay awake for days and nights, fully immersed in the laboratory.

After a sleepless night, both Catherine and Rodge were still energetic. They had become accustomed to these days without a sense of time.

Rodge’s mood was evidently high. The problem that had tormented him for a week was easily solved after Catherine appeared.

“Catherine, do you have to leave so soon? I still want to consult you on a few more questions, or maybe you could stay another day.”

Every time Catherine had to leave, he felt exceptionally reluctant. Catherine was his guiding light. When he encountered problems, only Catherine could easily help him out of trouble.

Catherine didn’t hesitate and directly rejected Rodge’s suggestion. “I have other matters. I’m leaving.”

Rodge could only bid farewell reluctantly.

At the laboratory’s entrance, Branden’s car had been waiting. When Catherine appeared, he immediately got out of the car, took off his trench coat, and draped it over her.

The morning breeze carried a slight chill, but the trench coat, just taken off from the man, carried the man’s body heat and instantly warmed Catherine’s heart.

After getting into the car, Catherine made a request. “To the airport, back to Loxton,” she said.

Branden’s face was stern, and he frowned. “In such a hurry? We can go today, but you should rest for a while before heading back.”

Catherine hadn’t slept all night and now had to go to the airport to catch a flight. Such a schedule would be too harmful to her body, and Branden wouldn’t allow her to harm herself like that.

Catherine knew what Branden was thinking and casually said, “It’s just one night without sleep.”

When they trained in the wilderness, they often went for days and nights without closing their eyes. What was worse was that they had to carry heavy loads through desolate places. They had come through just fine.

This was nothing compared to that.

“I want to rest in the apartment.” No matter how good Oceanvile was, the residence wasn’t an apartment personally arranged by Branden. She was used to the apartment, and nowhere else felt as comfortable.

Catherine insisted, and Branden had to go along with her, arranging for the car to go to the airport directly to fly back to Loxton.

The driver changed direction and headed straight to the airport.

“Everything’s arranged. Lie down and rest for a while.” Branden embraced Catherine, letting her rest on his thigh.

Catherine obediently lay down, closed her eyes, and rested for a while.

From the airport to boarding the plane, Branden held Catherine the entire way. He even demanded a special passage to board the aircraft as quickly as possible to let Catherine sleep peacefully.

When Catherine opened her eyes again, she was already on the large bed in the apartment.

It was somewhat unbelievable for someone who usually had shallow sleep to remain asleep throughout the journey from the plane to the apartment.

She lifted the covers and got out of bed.

Branden was not at home. There was a note on the table left by him. He had gone to the office, and food was arranged on the table for her.

While eating the meal Branden prepared for her, Catherine played with her phone. Soon, Ronin sent a message asking when she would return to Loxton.

Catherine directly called him and said, ” Come to the apartment.” And without waiting for Ronin’s reply, Catherine hung up the phone without hesitation.

Half an hour later, the doorbell of the apartment rang. Catherine got up to open the door, and there stood Ronin.

He looked at Catherine in surprise, excitement evident in his tone. ” Catherine, you came back early. I thought you would be delayed.”

Rodge sent numerous messages seeking help. He thought things were serious, but Catherine returned so quickly.

He wasn’t sure if Rodge was making a big deal out of nothing or if Catherine was just too powerful.

“Come in.” Catherine returned to the room, sat at the dining table, and leisurely finished the remaining food.

Ronin’s appetite was stimulated when he looked at the table full of delicious food. “Catherine, I haven’t had lunch yet.”

Catherine glanced in the direction of the kitchen. “Forks are in there. Help yourself.”

“Okay!” Ronin got up happily to take a fork and returned quickly.

The dishes on the table looked not only appetizing, but Ronin tried them and found that they tasted even better.

“Catherine, which restaurant did you order this food from? It tastes really good. I want to go there next time.”

Catherine casually said, “Branden cooked it.”

Ronin paused, unconsciously swallowing the large piece of meat. He almost choked on it.

He took a big gulp of water, struggled to swallow, and then looked at Catherine with an incredulous face.

“Catherine, Mr. Duncan’s cooking skills are unexpectedly good!”

“Yeah,” Catherine replied casually. She then explained, “Practice makes perfect.”

In her words, there was a hint of pride. Ronin noticed it, and thinking that Branden practiced cooking for Catherine, he became happier.

“This man is quite reliable, a good match for Catherine,” he said inwardly.

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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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