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

around and looked incredibly uneasy. It was a far cry from his usual relaxed demeanor when helping Marshall. This

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

his

files open on the computer, he held onto a last shred of hope. While not a student

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

realized the matter had been settled. Ciaran might

smile of satisfaction. He removed the card and meticulously wiped any fingerprints

touch the doorknob, a loud bang echoed behind

and slowly turned around. As he spotted Ronin, he eased a bit. Then he frowned and stared at Ronin

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

a lie. He replied, “Professor Hartley asked me to get something. Can’t I come in

he almost believed

inform you his computer was being monitored? Every move

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

Ciaran’s stubborn attitude without a trace of remorse, Ronin decided

deliver something to Professor Hartley,

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

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

from Ciaran. Since that was the case, there was no