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.

why didn’t she kick the man aside and cripple

thinking, Branden spoke again. “Miss

need to learn to

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

slim waist

ready, the motorcycles drove out at

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

The

respond. It was okay if she didn’t. The problem was even the man behind her was

calmness, and he

arms and her waist so slender, why would he be

tongue against her cheek, Catherine saw that the red motorcycle had

moved in a way that shocked

Vroom!

wind, and it blew the

away.

people before him were gone. He turned his head

clearly how those two accelerated,

looked at the dust still floating in mid-air, the whistle inside his mouth falling to the

Earth? Why were both the man and the woman so

release the throttle from the moment she

letting go of the

precarious to do so. With this speed, even a tiny stone could make the tires skid,

at this time was even faster

driving.

surpassing the

them would be like pouring

overtake them early and lead all

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

this in mind. Unfortunately, the opponent was so weak

motorcycle. Branden sat in the back seat, and the expression on his face remained unchanged. He was

the seemingly calm and unchanged handsome

extreme pleasure made it seem like some power

that he had met an opponent. He couldn’t

the girl in front of him. He got off the motorcycle. and walked to Catherine with a change in attitude. “Girl, I concede defeat. How

million?”

revealing a wry smile. “You do it yourself,

up. If the

not worthwhile for you to offend me. How about making a friend? You can use my name next time, and