All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 693 The Sender

After a few minutes, Marshall finally caught his breath. He stared at his student, Ciaran, with a mix of sadness and frustration. Ciaran had been in his lab the longest, almost like a son to him. However, Marshall didn’t expect that Ciaran was the one stealing lab data. He wouldn’t have believed this if it hadn’t been for Marshall catching it on the spot.

“Why, Ciaran? Tell me.” Marshall’s voice choked as he struggled to get the words out.

Ciaran kept his head low and remained silent. It wasn’t until pushed that he responded. He said, “Professor Hartley, please don’t ask anymore. Just hand me over to the procuratorate.”

Marshall was furious and slammed his favorite coffee mug on the table. “Why can’t you tell me your troubles? I’m your teacher. I can help you. Don’t you trust me?”

As the standoff lingered, Catherine, who sat nearby, said casually yet assertively, “It’s not about trust. It’s about the hidden agenda from the start.

Her words instantly drew their attention. Marshall looked at Catherine in confusion while Ciaran was shocked. He couldn’t believe it, let alone confront it. He wondered how Catherine knew. Then he thought he must be overthinking things.

But Catherine’s following words plunged him into despair before Ciaran could fathom it. “Ciaran, you were born in Bateny, Rexinheim. You moved to Eskana at three. You are Rexinish, right?”

Catherine looked up and stared at Ciaran with her sharp gaze, leaving no room for evasion. The silent Ciaran was now utterly rattled.

After hearing Catherine’s words, Marshall finally grasped the truth. He looked at Ciaran in disbelief. His lips trembled as he struggled to speak. He asked, “So, were you approaching me with an ulterior motive from the start?”

dared not think further. “My God! All

disdain. Ciaran hid his identity for

you’ve endured for years. Why expose yourself now? Are you willing to sacrifice as

cleared. She held the data and could transfer it discreetly without the need for

head after hearing Catherine’s words. His eyes were filled

the organization wouldn’t put Ciaran at risk. After all, Ciaran had been undercover by Marshall’s side for

question. He asked, “Previously, it was also your doing,

the data, but I never intended to frame Catherine. Someone manipulated the surveillance

It’s not my doing!”

identity. Unexpectedly, someone took advantage and pinned it on Catherine.

her opinion. He wasn’t sure if his once-favorite student

Catherine said firmly. Ciaran indeed stole the data, but he wasn’t the one responsible

complexity of the situation. “Catherine, should we keep investigating?” He couldn’t rest until he found the person behind Catherine’s false

over to Lorcan. I’ll handle the

scenes. His aim wasn’t the research data but to ruin Catherine’s

settled, Catherine left Marshall’s

been waiting and listening from the wall, stood up promptly to meet her. “Catherine, where are we

“Follow me.”

didn’t hesitate

wake

for days, Catherine decided to let him take a break. Even just 15 minutes of quality sleep could greatly relieve his exhaustion. They had all been professionally trained to control their