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.

she kick the man

was thinking, Branden spoke again.

need to learn to adapt to

her retreat through the rearview mirror. A faint smile appeared at the bottom of his eyes, the corners of his mouth

slim waist she has!” he

out at high speed at the

slowly amidst the crowd’s scrambling. The referee

The

she didn’t. The problem was even the man behind

full of calmness, and he did not

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

that the red motorcycle had already driven

or moved in a way that

Vroom!

was a gust of wind, and it blew the referee’s

away.

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

crowd was also bewildered. The people did not see clearly how those two accelerated, and they had

the dust still floating in mid-air,

descend on Earth? Why were both

the throttle from

without letting go of the accelerator would

even a tiny stone could make the tires skid,

was a test of skills. The acceleration at this time was even

driving.

quickly surpassing the other

them would be like pouring a large basin of cold water down hard

be boring to overtake them early and lead all the

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

had this in mind. Unfortunately, the opponent was so weak that there was

on his face remained unchanged. He was still holding that cold smile

seemingly calm and unchanged handsome face, there was turmoil in

accelerated speed, the extreme pleasure made it seem like some power in

also knew that he had

was clear that 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.

million?”

her red lips, revealing a wry smile.

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

about making a friend? You can use my name next time, and