All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 948 Are You Tired Today?

The situation had taken a turn that nobody expected. Even though the Duncan Corporation's public relations department acted quickly with its crisis management plan, the news was just too viral to contain.

These kinds of things were nothing new for the Duncan Corporation's public relations department. The most important thing was to cool things down. As long as they didn't respond, ignored it, and diverted attention by arranging other hot topics, the public would quickly forget about it.

But this time was different. After receiving a lawyer's letter from the Duncan Corporation, the media that first exposed this issue not only did not back off but instead became even more aggressive.

The entertainment studio that caught the photo not only released the lawyer's letter from the Duncan Corporation but also posted a somewhat dubious statement online, instantly making the situation even more intense. "Although the capitalist is powerful, we still persist. Even ants can shake big trees with courage!"

After the entertainment studio released this piece of news, it immediately caught the attention of many netizens. The comments were overwhelmingly supportive.

In the eyes of those keyboard warriors, capitalists were all evil, and being weak was the real justice.

They were blinded by the appearance before them, only seeing the truth they wanted to see. The online drama was still brewing. It started off as just a simple piece of gossip, and no one expected the heat to keep going.

After Branden finished the meeting, he handed these over to Paxton to take care of.

With all this free time, he might as well go back and spend more time with Catherine.

[See you at the door] he sent Catherine a text.

After reading the text, Catherine put away her phone and went back to focusing on her work.

Marshall passed by and saw that she wasn't planning on leaving yet, so he stopped and asked, 'Not going back yet? Work overtime again?"

Catherine stopped what she was doing and turned to him. "Professor, isn't it rare for a supervisor like you to always refuse students to work overtime?"

Marshall replied with a proud look, "Working overtime is not a sign of hard work. Efficiency should come first, and it's important to balance work and rest. If your body is worn out, there is no way to make up for it."

Seeing that Catherine was unmoved, he added, "You better leave now. Otherwise, Mr. Theo will come knocking on the door again, and I won't be able to handle it!"

Mr. Theo was now working as a guest professor at Styre University, always rushing to the lab to scold because of Catherine's overtime work. He never scolded Catherine and didn't know those young researchers. In the end, this fire could only fall on Marshall.

Marshall was so miserable right now, but he didn't even have a place to vent his frustrations.

would be soaking up

to work for a while longer to finish up her tasks, but after Marshall's chattering, she quickly tidied up and stood up. "Professor,

only one step away from having someone carry Catherine out. "Hurry up, my

out his phone and reported the situation to Ultan. "Mission accomplished, goal

'Looks like that black Bentley downstairs should

that sequential license plate sure did

to being low-key. He

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saw that familiar car parked not far ahead. She walked

something. When Branden saw Catherine's figure, he instinctively raised his head and saw a

car door open and

hands, he casually wrapped

even let

Catherine's pity, Branden was actually

much supervision would upset Catherine, but now it was all good. Not only did Mr. Theo take care of her

in a flash. Though it was quick and from quite a

to see it tacitly. Catherine didn't mention anything about the

cooking dinner while Catherine was reading the literature

just acting like it was no big deal, like

appetite, Catherine finished all the

you full yet?" asked

the empty plate and looked up at him with a surprised expression. "Are you seriously treating

her. After carefully measuring her with his hands, he frowned and said, "I want to feed you like

slim waist. But she had always been thin. With a good metabolism, she couldn't gain weight

she was barely getting by without enough calories. If it weren't for Branden insisting

for you!" The man's low voice was smooth, like a violin, very pleasing

silently. "Don't feel like eating. I'm a bit tired. Once I finish reading the remaining documents,