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

Catherine was thinking, Branden spoke again. “Miss Swann, we will show ourselves

will need to learn to adapt to this kind of

her retreat through the rearview mirror.

a slim waist

drove out at high speed at the sound of the

scrambling. The referee began to feel anxious

The

respond. It was okay if she didn’t.

of calmness, and he did

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

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

move or moved in a

Vroom!

of wind, and it blew the referee’s

away.

his eyes, the people before him were gone. He turned his head and asked the people around him about

people did not see clearly how those two accelerated, and they had

still floating in mid-air, the whistle inside

Why were both the man and

throttle from

Accelerating without letting go of the accelerator would

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

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

driving.

motorcycle was like a phantom in the night, quickly surpassing the other motorcycles, one after another, approaching the one at the

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

it be boring to overtake them early

if a cat caught a rat, it would not kill it instantly. But it would play with it slowly, allowing it to escape and capture

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

seat, and the expression on his face remained unchanged. He was still holding that cold smile in contempt of

handsome face, there was turmoil in his

seem like some power

and Henry also knew that he had met an opponent. He couldn’t help but admire

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 defeat. How about

million?”

smile. “You do it yourself, or I do

anxious, seeing that the other party refused to give up. If

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