All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 10 The Negotiation
At the Duncans’ mansion.
In the exquisite and luxurious living room, two men entirely different in character were resting on the sofa.

Compared to how Triston was sprawled on the sofa, Branden, who had his laptop on his lap, was sitting upright.

Seeing how straight Branden was sitting, Triston couldn’t help but shake his head.

Some people were born to be other-worldly. One could never understand what these people were thinking.

The maid came to report the arrival of a guest.

“Mr. Duncan, Miss Catherine Swann is here!”

Triston jumped up from the sofa at the maid’s words and stumbled in front of Branden.

“Catherine Swann? Isn’t that the girl from the Swanns that has just returned from the countryside? Isn’t that your fiancée?”

Branden glanced at Triston lightly, and Triston shut up immediately at his look.

As Triston had stopped babbling, Branden raised his head slowly to look at the maid. “Bring her in!”

Seeing that Branden had asked for Catherine to come in, Triston decided to excuse himself from the room to save his life, despite being so curious that he was dying.

“I’ll be upstairs!”

had left, Catherine walked

the room, Catherine looked around the living room

asked in a calm tone, “May I

of

just like she did at the funeral. However, instead of the black pants she was wearing, she had changed

fitted blue jeans perfectly showed the

looks but let off an abnormally cold temperament. Her eyes looked so

he and

getting a “yes” from Branden, Catherine

for the

looking playful and put on an indifferent expression. His voice was low and cold. He sounded a bit bored

you

to waste time with subtle talks, so

on the laptop Branden

look at it. If you’re okay with it, sign your name on

the top of the document were

read the document and

of agreements before, but it would be

was

Branden for a year with 20% of the Swann

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

Catherine might look light, but

did not seem to

expressionless. It was as if nothing could

Her cold

pressed against the back of the sofa. He glanced at Catherine with squinted eyes as a light smile appeared on his

“We’ll see!”

nodded lightly, stood up, and