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 the living

looked around the living room and accurately found where

and asked in a

the screen of his laptop and fixed his

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

jeans perfectly showed

let off an abnormally cold temperament. Her

feel like he and

a “yes” from Branden,

both too smart for the other

an indifferent expression. His voice

you

not plan to waste time with subtle talks, so she went

laptop Branden had just put down. Her

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

at it and saw that on the top of

read the document

but

woman was really

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

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

might look light, but it was, in

seem to

and beautiful face remained expressionless. It was as if nothing could affect

to it!” Her cold tone was

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

“We’ll see!”

stood up, and left the