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.

a second glance, he wouldn’t detect anything unusual. He noticed that Ciaran’s expressions

far cry from his usual relaxed demeanor when helping

wrong, Ronin immediately opened his laptop. His mini-computer was already linked to Marshall’s. It mirrored every move made on the other

someone monitoring his every move from such close

files open on the computer, he held onto a last shred of hope. While

the most amiable and caring. He was akin to a dependable older brother to them all. Deep down, Ronin

realized the matter had been settled. Ciaran might not be able to clear

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

bang echoed behind him. It was followed by a cold voice. ”

a bit. Then he frowned and stared at Ronin

disdainfully at him. “Ciaran, that’s an interesting statement. If I’m not supposed to be

“Professor Hartley asked me to get something. Can’t I come in and

hadn’t seen it firsthand, he almost believed Ciaran’s words

his computer was being monitored? Every move you just

Ciaran’s face. He struggled to deny the fact. He shouted, “You’re talking nonsense! What moves? I just came to deliver something

buy that story.” Seeing Ciaran’s stubborn attitude without a trace of

if you insist you came to deliver something to Professor Hartley, let’s call him now

at Ronin’s words. If Marshall arrived, it would mean certain doom for

office. Out of respect for

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