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.

only sought money. Money was the least of Atticus’ concerns, especially as this

rest assured. Your reward will

He had avoided confrontation for years. He aimed to rise unexpectedly. But Marshall unexpectedly

it on Marshall’s greed. He thought Marshall solely wanted the championship. Otherwise, Marshall couldn’t have been deceived. Besides, Fergus never believed Catherine alone could lead Marshall’s team to beat the Altonian Team. Everyone knew how strong the Altonian Team was

receiving the transfer notification on his phone. However, Atticus added a new request. He wanted Fergus to keep a close eye on Marshall’s team. He asked

wore a contemptuous smirk. To him, Atticus was a timid person

strongest in Marshall’s team, fell into a trap. With the rest of the team, Fergus believed any random team could outclass

found Atticus worrying about not securing the

the others’ situation. Though finding Fergus’s sudden call odd,

junior student, Marlon, seems sick. He

perked up and asked eagerly, “Have you visited

truly ill and weak. For him, even

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

was curious to see how Marshall would

report while casually enjoying the fruits prepared by Branden. She felt comfortable and content. However, her ease didn’t rub off on Marshall sitting beside

felt upset now. He couldn’t emulate Catherine’s composure. In her presence, he didn’t seem like a professor, feeling more like

“Catherine…” Marshall called out.

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

seemingly ordinary fruit tasted. It