All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 133 The Contract Was in Effect

Because of Catherine’s words, Branden, who had always been unsmiling and cold, raised the corner of his mouth slightly. In a deep, hoarse, and magnetic voice, he said, “Wasn’t it obvious enough?”

Catherine was silent for a while. There wasn’t much emotion on her face, making it impossible for others to guess what she was thinking.

After a while, Catherine slowly raised her head to look at Branden, an obscure enveloping between her eyebrows on her delicate face.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly raised. She looked calm and relaxed, and her tone was light, as if she was not talking about herself.

“I’m a jinx. I’m destined to be lonely, and the people I am with will either be dead or injured!” It was the 21st century, but some people still cringed because of these ridiculous remarks.

After hearing Catherine’s words, Branden smiled faintly. His deep gaze fell carelessly on Catherine’s face, gently sweeping over. He looked lazy, but his attitude was firm, and his tone was even more domineering.

“My fate is in my own hands!” Catherine appreciated Branden’s personality, and he was right. Her fate was also in her own hands.

“Heh!” Catherine let out a light laugh and put away her cell phone, then stood up. “Let’s go out for some fresh air!”

Branden immediately stood up and followed without hesitation. Although Triston and the others dared not approach, they had been watching every move of Branden and Catherine.

watched Catherine standing up to leave and Branden following. Those initially a little worried and didn’t dare to watch Branden and Catherine directly started to discuss when they saw them leave. They looked at each other and finally

I think Mr. Duncan quite

ordinary wealthy families would consider the family background when looking for a

wealthy family, she would become the matriarch of the Duncans

wife without any doubts. After all, this was the marriage agreement made by Branden’s grandfather and

surnamed Swann in Casier, and even fewer people could make Triston respectfully

only the Swanns in the south of the city

funeral before. Could it be that the girl just now is Mr. Swann’s second granddaughter, Miss Catherine, who has just returned to

had made a fool of themselves, and the Swanns were considered

the assets of the Swanns to Korbin. Instead, he handed them over to his second granddaughter, who had been thrown into the countryside

not dare to discuss this

a few brain-dead people who knew this. Someone subconsciously blurted out, “Isn’t Miss Catherine

Everyone knew about this, but those who could publicly

[Slap!]

back of the head of the person who had just said those words. Audrey then staggered up, looking at the person

sister is a blessing from God. I’m her sister. How could I not know? If

was a little slurred. But that was just good. She could alleviate some awkwardness with the help of alcohol. The man who spoke reacted to his mistake and

sorry. It’s my fault.

stepped forward at the right time and pulled Audrey away. “Let’s go, Audrey. You’re drunk. I’ll take

Triston’s house and breathing in the fresh air outside, Catherine took a few deep breaths in contentment. When she was in Triston’s house just

it to Catherine. He had come straight from the office and was still

eyes held a

I’m

Branden. Despite her refusal, Branden still draped his jacket over her