All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 903 Conditions

Cloude was momentarily taken aback by her response, then chuckled. “Well, I didn’t expect you to be so patriotic, Miss Swann. It seems I really didn’t do my job well and almost misunderstood you.”

Catherine glanced at the time. It was almost four o’clock, and if she didn’t act quickly, it could disrupt the schedule for the press conference. “Mr. Cloude, if there’s nothing else to discuss, let’s get straight to the point.”

“Agreed.” Cloude immediately consented to Catherine’s proposal. His terms remained unchanged-he still demanded a fifty percent stake, with the rest open for negotiation.

Catherine agreed, but also presented her conditions. “First, help me find Professor Warner and bring him back.

Second, remove all online impacts on me. Third, regardless of how the lab operates, you must not intervene. You need to understand. I don’t need anyone meddling in my affairs.”

Upon hearing Catherine’s conditions, Cloude showed no surprise as if he had anticipated her requests. After assessing Catherine, he said seriously, ” I fully agree with the last two conditions. However, the first one may need some adjustment.”

Catherine raised an eyebrow and gave him a cold glance. “Adjust what?”

Cloude’s expression darkened slightly as he picked up his fork. “Not so fast. Let’s eat first and discuss later.”

waiting for you and haven’t

time and

his dining etiquette. His manner was particularly elegant, with a deliberate pace and a touch of

at her. “Miss Swann, aren’t you going to eat anything? Or do you have

seemed displeased, sensing that Cloude was intentionally stalling. ” You’re right. I do have something to attend to. If we

smile faltered, and he stopped eating. “In that case, let’s

ceased her objections and

can only ensure Professor Warner’s safety. I can facilitate communication between you and him, but I don’t have the power to release him,” Cloude replied

one to enjoy haggling, she felt it was enough and decided to leave. “Alright, let’s go with that condition. I have nothing else to discuss. I’m leaving!” She stood up and exited the private room. Cloude made

sauce. The waitress, visibly frightened, continuously apologized to Catherine,

the first place, assuming it was an accident. However, when she glimpsed the waitress’s hands, any

waitress’s hand and coldly stared at her. “No need. You don’t

and smiled, saying, “I know you’re kind-hearted, but please allow me to pay for your dry cleaning. Even

the waitress audaciously blocked her path. “Miss, please give me this chance,” the waitress

halted and gave her a piercing look. The waitress, intimidated by her sharp gaze, took a

Catherine cut her off, “Next time you pretend, make