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.

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

reward will be in your account

avoided confrontation for years. He aimed to rise unexpectedly. But Marshall unexpectedly stole all his thunder. If that was the case,

to beat the Altonian Team. Everyone knew how strong the Altonian Team was worldwide. Fergus believed they couldn’t win by depending only on

phone. However, Atticus added a new request. He wanted Fergus to keep a close eye on Marshall’s team. He asked Fergus to report promptly and intervene if

To him, Atticus was a

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

found Atticus worrying about not securing the championship downright

one of his team members and asked about Eamon’s and the others’ situation. Though finding Fergus’s sudden call odd, the teammate brushed it off and assumed it was

just that the junior student, Marlon, seems

asked eagerly,

did. He’s truly ill and weak. For him, even standing up is a

perfunctory remarks before hanging up. Once off the phone, he

was curious to see how Marshall would

prepared by Branden. She felt comfortable and content. However, her ease didn’t rub off on

Catherine’s composure. In her presence, he didn’t seem like a professor, feeling more like an inexperienced kid. Sometimes, he even felt

“Catherine…” Marshall called out.

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

how good the seemingly ordinary fruit tasted. It momentarily distracted him and almost made him forget what he wanted to