All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 170 Why Should I Help You

The people present were shocked to see the scene. After giving the boy a disdainful glance, Catherine looked up and swept a cold gaze at the few boys. That gaze was cold and terrifying. Whoever she looked at with that gaze would tremble.

Those boys stepped back without hesitation. Catherine’s kick was enough to make them understand the strength gap between themselves and her.

The girl who fell to the floor finally reacted. She pounced forward and was ready to hold Catherine’s thighs but froze at the moment Catherine’s gaze fell on her. The girl tried to speak. She opened her mouth but hiccupped, looking stunned.

Catherine casually pulled over a chair. After elegantly adjusting her long clothing by giving a slight shake to the ends, she sat down composedly and coolly. Her movements were unmistakably dominant. She looked intimidating.

She raised her eyebrows at the girl and asked coldly, “Why was he bullying you?”

When she said “he,” her eyes flicked toward Johnathan. The girl immediately understood. After hesitantly looking at Johnathan, she lowered her head, seemingly afraid to speak.

Since she didn’t say anything,

Catherine didn’t want to waste time there.

“Help yourself then!”

After saying that, Catherine made a gesture to stand up. The girl was anxious. She hurriedly asked, “Can you help me after I tell you?

Catherine looked back at her. There was a hint of mockery in her cool gaze. Why should I help you?” The girl looked at Catherine with red eyes. She bit her lower lip tightly, not knowing how to answer. They were two people who had nothing to do with each other. Catherine was right. Why should she help a stranger?

a savior and had no obligation to help her. Watching the girl lower her head in dismay, Catherine spoke again, her attitude still cold. No

I may be able to help you out if

Catherine was a girl, somehow, she could give others a sense of security that made others trust her immensely. The girl knew that maybe Catherine was her

be too easy for them to deal with her. Even though Johnathan constantly threatened the girl with his girl still decided to speak up. gaze, the She reached out and pointed at Johnathan, shouting bitterly, “It’s because I told the

her eyes. She looked toward the girl with a cold

1 of Ascending

school Johnathan attended, and Class 1 was the notorious class for

girl’s dress. Her white shirt was yellowed. She did not look like a girl from a wealthy family,

of embarrassment crossed her face. She lowered her head and whispered,

poor top students who got into this kind of wealthy heirs class were to raise the average score of the class. The only thing they could profit from was the free tuition and the exorbitant scholarships.

cause and effect, Catherine tilted her head toward Johnathan, who was on the side. Johnathan’s

reputation, he still braced himself to say, “Catherine, you jinx. You’d better get a grip on yourself. Don’t cause me trouble.

Catherine sneered. “Johnathan, I didn’t realize you were a school

focus all her attention on Theresa, Johnathan was furious. “What’s wrong with you? Does she have anything to do with you? Why did you intervene? Who do you think you

rested on the potted landscape used for decoration. She stood up and reached her hand toward the potted landscape, quickly pulling out a

thigh with the bamboo whip. The whip was thin. It would not hurt people’s bones or muscles if it were used to hit, but it could make the person who was hit by

fell on Johnathan, he burst into tears. “Catherine, you’re crazy. You dared to

more. She whipped him again. She whipped his left thigh just now, so she hit his right

his breath this

but it didn’t help. No matter

crazy woman, stop it

exerted a little more

hurts so

security of the restaurant. Without Branden’s order, they wouldn’t dare to come

for help was useless, Johnathan, who was in pain, could only start

work at all. She kept whipping and looked at Johnathan with an indifferent attitude. “If you have the energy to ask your parents for

and forth like a fish thrown into a burning pot. His expression was twisted, and his movements