All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 692 The Leaker

“Phew…” Ronin breathed out softly and finally shifted his position. He’d been lying on the ceiling for two days without a stir below.

Ronin moved slightly and turned to give his numb thighs a break. A growl from his stomach prompted him to carefully retrieve an energy bar from his pocket to replenish his energy. After that, he settled back into position quietly.

Under Catherine’s orders, he wouldn’t stop until he unearthed who was causing the disturbances.

However, after he stayed there for two days, the office remained eerily quiet. Ronin wondered whether he had misjudged the direction.

Just as Ronin contemplated revising his plan, the office door lock made a slight sound.

A soft click caught Ronin’s attention. He adjusted and barely breathing. He feared detection.

When he spotted the person entering, he rolled his eyes silently.

It was Ciaran, Marshall’s earliest student, who had been working with Marshall. He often frequented Marshall’s office. His entrance was nothing out of the ordinary.

Ronin stifled a yawn and planned to rest a bit. But he noticed Ciaran moving stealthily toward Marshall’s desk. Then Ciaran sat down at the desk and turned on Marshall’s computer.

wouldn’t detect anything unusual. He

cry from his usual relaxed demeanor when helping Marshall. This was seriously

his laptop. His mini-computer was already linked to Marshall’s. It mirrored every

probably didn’t anticipate someone monitoring his every move from

shred of hope. While not a student

akin to a

when Ronin witnessed Ciaran copying files onto his storage card, he realized the

He removed the card and meticulously wiped any fingerprints from the computer. Only then did Ciaran stand up and prepare

loud bang echoed behind him. It was followed by a

and stared at Ronin in displeasure. ” Ronin, what are you doing sneaking around Professor Hartley’s office? You shouldn’t be here. Get out and stop causing

interesting statement. If I’m not supposed to be

asked me to get something. Can’t I come

it firsthand, he almost believed Ciaran’s words when he saw

Hartley inform you his

shouted, “You’re talking nonsense! What

thought inwardly, “Deliver something? As if anyone will buy that story.” Seeing Ciaran’s stubborn attitude without a trace of remorse, Ronin decided not to indulge

you came to deliver something to Professor Hartley, let’s

words. If Marshall arrived, it would mean certain doom for

one of us, yet here you are, hiding in Professor Hartley’s office. Out of respect for Catherine, I haven’t come at you. Don’t push your luck.” Soft approaches failed, so Ciaran

this from Ciaran. Since that was the case, there was no need for him to dwell