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.

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

glanced around and looked incredibly uneasy. It was a far cry from

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

someone monitoring his

the files open on the computer, he held onto a last shred of hope. While not a student of Marshall, he was well acquainted with

caring. He was akin to a dependable older brother to them all.

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

up with a smile of satisfaction. He removed the card

about to touch the doorknob, a loud bang echoed behind

a bit. Then he frowned and stared at Ronin

that’s an interesting statement. If I’m not supposed to

weaving a lie. He replied, “Professor Hartley asked me to get something.

believed Ciaran’s words when

keep pretending. Didn’t Professor Hartley inform you his computer was being monitored? Every move you just made has

fact. He shouted, “You’re talking nonsense! What moves? I just came to deliver something to Professor Hartley. Are you going to investigate

thought inwardly, “Deliver something? As if anyone will buy that story.” Seeing Ciaran’s stubborn attitude without a trace of remorse, Ronin

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

Ronin’s words. If Marshall arrived, it would mean

You’re not 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

Since that was the case, there was no need for