All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 737 The Fruits

When the job was finally done, Fergus was thrilled. He couldn’t contain his excitement and immediately dialed Atticus’s number.

“Professor Sterling, I’ve finished everything you asked for. Can you arrange my payment now?” Fergus asked.

Hearing Fergus’s words, Atticus replied with disdain in his eyes, “Professor Lynch, I trust you, but it’s not just up to us. I need something to convince my boss before I can arrange your payment, right? How about you wait a couple of days? Once everything’s settled, I’ll wire the money to you right away!”

Fergus had long seen through Atticus’s scheming. He knew it was not easy to take out money from Atticus.

Fergus was well-prepared and confidently replied, “Professor Sterling, check your inbox. Maybe this can help you convince your boss.”

Sensing Fergus’s implication, Atticus immediately opened his email. It contained a video and a blood report. The footage was covertly recorded. It showcased Catherine taking the medication provided by Marshall, and the report displayed Catherine’s blood test after taking the medication.

Seeing the data in the report, Atticus smirked. He finally achieved what he wanted. This was the result he desired.

“Professor Sterling, does the content of this email suffice for your boss?” Fergus’s voice came through the phone, conveying a hint of threat.

intent and knew Fergus only sought money. Money was the least of Atticus’ concerns, especially as this expense

assured. Your reward will be

Yet, his inner turmoil persisted. He had avoided confrontation for years. He aimed to rise unexpectedly. But Marshall unexpectedly stole all his thunder. If that was the case, he had to secure something for

Marshall’s team to beat the Altonian Team. Everyone knew

upon receiving the transfer notification on his phone. However, Atticus added

this, Fergus wore a contemptuous smirk. To him, Atticus was a timid person who lacked courage and acted in

Marshall’s team, fell into a trap. With the rest of the team, Fergus believed any

found Atticus worrying about not securing the championship

inquire. He phoned one of his team members and asked about Eamon’s and the others’ situation. Though finding Fergus’s sudden call odd, the teammate brushed

and the others are training as usual. It’s just that the junior student, Marlon, seems sick. He struggles with some illness, lying in the dorm,

asked eagerly, “Have you visited

weak. For him, even standing

Fergus made a few perfunctory remarks before hanging up. Once off the phone, he promptly

out of commission, Fergus was curious to see how Marshall would

the hospital room, Catherine glanced at the report while casually enjoying the fruits prepared by Branden. She felt comfortable and

emulate Catherine’s composure. In her presence, he didn’t seem like a professor, feeling more like an

“Catherine…” Marshall called out.

paused. Then, she picked up a piece of fruit and offered it to him. ” Professor Hartley, have some fruit. It’ll cool

good the seemingly ordinary fruit tasted. It momentarily distracted him