All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 955 Zobber’s Conditions

Selene stormed off in a huff, and Catherine leisurely poured herself a glass of water. After drinking it up, she finally left.

Back in the lab, Catherine was ready to dive into work when she discovered someone had tampered with her office.

She habitually left a few strands of hair in specific places on her desk. They would fall off with the slightest touch. Upon inspection, Catherine noticed traces of fallen hair in several spots. Even though the intruder had been careful to restore everything to its original state, Catherine could still spot the irregularities.

Catherine’s office was even more secure than Marshall’s, and although she hadn’t paid much attention, Marshall had made it clear to the entire lab that no one could enter her office without permission. It couldn’t have been any of the lab researchers.

Thinking back to the morning when she wasn’t there but Selene was, Catherine wondered if it could be her. Without hesitation, Catherine turned on her computer. She had installed the surveillance in her office herself, and all the footage was on her computer. From the video records, everything seemed normal with no signs of intrusion. This puzzled Catherine greatly. She was convinced someone had entered her office.

Uncertain about the methods used to erase the video records, Catherine couldn’t help but admire the intruder’s skill. If it was indeed Selene, she had some serious skills.

Catherine picked up her phone and dialed a number. Then she said, “I’m sending you a few videos. Help me figure out what went wrong.”

“Sure thing, Catherine.”

response, Catherine promptly hung up, ensuring efficiency and the other person’s safety. Busy with lab work, she decided to delegate the investigation to someone else, especially

likely didn’t get anything, as Catherine never stored important data in the lab, let alone in the expensive equipment boxes. Perhaps digging through her cluttered desk would yield more value. It was a foolish act for someone to break in

her office and headed toward the experimental

base. After guiding her

weren’t for the rule against submitting the test early, she wouldn’t have just

your head. Take me to him, the guy in

thought Zobber was too arrogant and contemplated

strength, Zobber had

fists to settle matters. Zobber, on the other hand, learned street-fighting techniques from a young age, employing cunning and unpredictable moves. After a

if you dare. This

long as his fists were fast enough,

a strange medicinal scent reached

waved him off. Finn tactfully

and restrained her posture a bit. She could mock Finn because she was still useful to these people, and they wouldn’t

moved to the side and took a seat. Once settled, she said, “Sir, I’ve agreed to your terms,

with a dark expression. With mockery in his eyes, he said, “You’re