All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 313 Boxing Match

Just as Catherine walked out of the school gate, she received a phone call from Branden. Without hesitation, she casually picked her phone up and put it next to her ear.

A melodic male voice came through the telephone, warming her ears.

‘School’s out, right?” asked Branden.

“Mhmm!” Catherine lazily responded.

“Some businesses came up last minute. I won’t be able to pick you up today. Should I send a driver to take you back home?”

The driver would be waiting at the school gate anytime if Catherine wanted. The condition was that she agreed.

Catherine replied coldly, “No need. I have plans for tonight, too!”

“What plans?”

“None of your business” was something that Catherine originally wanted to say, but when it came to her lips, she changed it to something else.

“I am going to rehearse with Ronin and Bryan!”

Branden had no intention of interfering with Catherine’s business, as he understood that Catherine disliked being confined.

If the burden of her shackles became too heavy, she could leave anytime without even bothering to say goodbye.

“Take care of yourself. Give me a call if anything goes wrong!” said Branden. After listening to Branden’s instructions, Catherine hung up the phone and walked into the nearby alley.

In the depths of the narrow alley stood a house. Catherine pressed the app on her phone, and the electric shutter door of the house opened automatically.

Only a silver-black motorcycle was parked on the first floor of the spacious house. Sunshine was shining on the body of the motorcycle, making it dazzling.

leg sweep and straddled this sleek silver- black motorcycle with

“Boom, boom, boom…”

instantly, the motorcycle emitted a low roar, resembling the roar of a dormant dragon

the car shot out at lightning speed. Her

a remote village on the outskirts of Casier. No one would have thought a giant black market was

to be a boxing match here. In the black market,

with bare upper bodies were fiercely fighting on a platform of

for punch, each one landed on flesh. The dull sound of the collision of fists excited the

roared, and cheered as if they

Knock down

People loved to place bets. As the

out their frustration from losing at boxing on the failed player, even doubting themselves for betting on such a wimp. The loser was lying in a pool of blood, all beaten

one would feel sorry for him, and no one would want to help him. Those spectators who lost the gamble

to see without restraint. Regulars here

time, everything would only become increasingly cruel and also

the first round of boxing came the second round. Unlike the first round, where the players were evenly matched, the second round of boxing was more

stood a tall and sturdy guy about 6 feet tall. On the right side was a short, thin, pale guy who looked like a malnourished little boy. To the discerning eye, these seemingly mismatched players were not

the two players’ strengths stimulated the audience’s senses, and the odds for this round were 1 to

young boy, they could receive a payout that was

a significant difference in the betting odds, which was very tempting, no one

player took the initiative to attack. He silently counted down in his mind, wanting to

boy fell to the ground. Everyone seemed unsurprised by this outcome. Not

area, , an exclusive box was reserved for the elite VIPS. This was a

was shaking the red wine glass in his hand. On his cold, pale, handsome face, a pair of feminine eyes revealed a chilling smile. With a

a cold female voice came from

“Not really!”

and softness of the man’s voice, the woman’s voice had a unique icy and bone-shivering coldness. She slowly walked out from the shadow and raised her head,

the stage had changed his mind, but because he knew the woman beside him never took risks without