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!”

Triston had left, Catherine walked into the living

around the living

him, and asked in a calm tone, “May I sit

eyes from the screen of his laptop and

at the funeral. However, instead of the black pants she was wearing, she

of fitted blue jeans perfectly showed the curves

let off an abnormally cold temperament. Her eyes looked so

he and Catherine were most

from Branden, Catherine sat

smart for the

on an indifferent expression. His voice was low

are you here

to waste time with subtle talks, so she went straight to

laid the document she had brought on the laptop Branden had just put down. Her voice was cool

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

on the top of the document

read the document and

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

woman was

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

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

on Catherine might look light, but it

did not seem to be

face remained expressionless. It was

Her cold tone was filled with

slightly so that his back was pressed against the back of the sofa.

“We’ll see!”

nodded lightly, stood up, and left the