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

incredibly uneasy. It was a far cry from his usual relaxed demeanor when helping

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

someone monitoring his every

shred of hope. While not a student of Marshall,

and caring. He was akin to a dependable older brother to them all. Deep down, Ronin hoped it

storage card, he realized the matter had been settled. Ciaran might

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

a loud bang echoed behind him. It

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

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

He replied, “Professor Hartley asked me to get something. Can’t

he almost believed Ciaran’s words when

don’t need to keep pretending. Didn’t Professor Hartley inform you his

from Ciaran’s face. He struggled to deny the fact. He shouted, “You’re talking nonsense! What moves?

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

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

a pang of fear at Ronin’s words. If Marshall arrived,

are, hiding in Professor Hartley’s office. Out of respect for Catherine, I haven’t

expected this from Ciaran. Since that was the case, there