All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 72 Do It Yourself, or I Do It

Catherine’s aura was so powerful that Henry was frightened. He even felt that a big knife was slashing toward his leg as soon as Catherine’s voice came out.

Surrounded by his friends, Henry couldn’t show his cowardice. He had to agree even though he was afraid, not to mention that he did not think Catherine could win.

His girlfriend was correct. They ran on this road daily, and there was no way this girl could win them. Henry’s attitude became arrogant after he had come to a decision.

“Fine, we will take the gamble? Let’s begin!” The other party was ready and waiting for Catherine to make an appearance.

Catherine looked at Branden. She reached out and grabbed his collar gently, and stared at him coldly.

“Are you not coming?”

Branden was the heir of a wealthy family, so he had no reason to join the gamble of life with her here. Catherine left the choice to him.

Branden looked at her with profound interest. He took a step back instantly.

At an astonishing speed, one hand crossed Catherine’s waist, picked her up, and put her in the front seat.

There was no sloppiness in that series of smooth and neat actions.

The people watching wanted to scream.

Branden did not release his hold on Catherine’s waist even after she had sat down.

Catherine frowned slightly and shook her body after she noticed it,

Even so, Branden had not let go of her

He closed the distance between them again, then spoke slowly, with a deep and seductive voice. “I believe in Miss Swann’s driving skills, but I will be afraid if it goes too fast. Holding you can give me a little more sense of security.”

Damn it!

Wanting to have more sense of security was a hoax. This man was taking advantage of her.

kick the man aside

Branden spoke again. “Miss

couple in the future. You will need to learn to

soften after hearing what he said. She was not as stiff as before. He watched her retreat through the rearview mirror. A faint smile appeared at the bottom of his eyes, the corners of

a slim waist she

ready, the motorcycles drove out at high speed at the sound of

slowly amidst the crowd’s scrambling. The referee began to feel anxious for her because of her slow

The

she didn’t. The problem was even

calmness,

his arms and her waist so slender, why would he be anxious when he

motorcycle had already driven half a lap, so she started the car at a

or moved in

Vroom!

a gust of wind, and it blew

away.

But when he opened his eyes, the people before him were gone. He turned his head and

see clearly how those two accelerated, and they had already disappeared from everyone’s

in mid-air,

were both

the throttle from the moment

letting go of the accelerator would enable

same time, it was precarious to do so. With this speed, even a

of skills. The acceleration at this time was even faster than when

driving.

the night, quickly surpassing the other motorcycles, one after another, approaching

other party felt that triumph was near, lightly overtaking them would be like pouring a large basin of cold water down hard

boring to overtake them early and lead all the

it instantly. But it would play with it slowly, allowing it to escape and capture it again. Wouldn’t

Unfortunately, the opponent was so

and the expression on his

seemingly calm and unchanged handsome

made it seem like some power in his

knew that he had met an opponent. He

he was also unable to win the girl in front of him. He got off the motorcycle. and walked to Catherine with a change in attitude. “Girl, I concede

million?”

smile. “You do it yourself, or I

party refused to give up. If the soft approach didn’t work, it would have to be on

How about making a friend? You can use my