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.

a little worried and didn’t dare to watch Branden and Catherine directly

I think Mr. Duncan quite favors her. She’ll become his wife without any doubts,

wealthy families have always emphasized the importance of family status. Even ordinary wealthy families would consider the family background when looking for

family, she would become the

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

was somewhat surprised when they heard this. Not many wealthy families were surnamed Swann in Casier, and even fewer people could make Triston respectfully call “Mr.

analysis, they found that only the Swanns in the south of the

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

the upper circles knew that the Swanns had made a fool of

did not entrust the assets of the Swanns to Korbin. Instead, he handed them over to his second granddaughter, who had been thrown into the countryside

being a powerful family, everyone did not dare to discuss this matter openly, but this matter was

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

this, but those who could publicly

[Slap!]

those words. Audrey then staggered up, looking at the

my sister be a jinx? My sister is a blessing from God. I’m her sister. How could I not know? If you keep talking nonsense,

speech was a little slurred. But that was just good. She could alleviate some awkwardness with

my fault.

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

deep breaths in contentment. When she was in Triston’s house just now, it all smelled of cigarettes and alcohol, which didn’t make

jacket and handed it to Catherine. He had come straight from the office and

eyes held a faint

need. I’m not

more than Branden. Despite