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!”

left, Catherine walked into

looked around the living room and accurately found where

asked in a calm tone,

his eyes from the screen of his laptop and fixed his eyes on

a white T-shirt, just like she did at the funeral. However, instead of

showed the

but let off an abnormally cold temperament.

could almost feel like he and Catherine were

“yes” from Branden, Catherine sat down

for the other to

looking playful and put on an indifferent expression. His voice was low and cold. He

you here

to waste time with subtle talks,

brought on the laptop Branden

If you’re okay with it, sign

glanced at it and saw that on the top of the document were

read the document

signed all kinds of agreements before, but it

was

buy a marriage with Branden for a year with 20% of the Swann Corporation’s

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

man’s gaze on Catherine might look light, but it was, in

seem to be surprised

face remained expressionless. It was as if nothing could affect

it!” Her cold tone

of the sofa. He glanced at Catherine with squinted eyes as

“We’ll see!”

up, and left the