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!”

as Triston had left, Catherine walked

around the living room and accurately found where

Branden, stood before him, and asked in a calm tone,

screen of

instead of the black pants she was wearing, she had changed

showed the

gorgeous looks but let off an abnormally cold temperament.

almost feel like he and

getting a “yes” from Branden,

were both too smart for the

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

are you here

to waste time with subtle talks,

document she had brought on the laptop Branden

a look at it. If you’re okay with

that on the top of the document were the words “Engagement

read the document

of agreements before, but it would be his first time seeing

was really

with Branden for a year with 20%

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

look light, but

not seem to be

expressionless. It was as if nothing could affect

agree to it!” Her cold tone

leaned back slightly so that his back was pressed against the back of the sofa. He glanced at Catherine with squinted eyes as a light

“We’ll see!”

lightly, stood up, and left