All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 976 What Are You?

Just as Selene was about to turn and leave, she felt the cold press of a gun against the back of her head. A shiver of danger ran down her spine.

“Who’s there? Can’t we talk it out?” she said, her tone sharp but cautious.

An aged yet firm voice commanded from behind, “Hands up and turn around.”

Realizing this was no laughing matter, Selene complied, her hands rising slowly as she turned to face the source of the command.

Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when Selene saw who it was. “Si- Simon? What are you doing here?” she stuttered.

Simon looked at her with cold eyes, his voice stern. “After all the Duncans have done for you, you repay them by harming Miss Catherine. How could you?”

Selene, caught in the act, found herself without a defense.

Desperately, she argued, “But Simon, with Branden being such a catch, the Duncans have plenty of better matches. Why settle on Catherine? She’s not right for Branden; she’ll only drag him down.”

feel regret. He had watched Selene grow

a commanding voice cut through the air. “What do

heart skipped a beat. Looking up to see Karl approaching, she immediately

“Mr. Karl,” she whimpered.

disdainfully. “Don’t pretend we’re

look up. Everyone who had lived with the Duncans

with Karl making his entrance, Selene knew precisely the gravity of

Selene with a cold glare and

without a fight, Selene prepared to make one last stand. After all,

Selene could make a move, Simon, reading her intentions, delivered a swift kick that sent her sprawling at

Duncan!” Simon chided. He hadn’t physically engaged with anyone for over a decade,

blood, Selene lay before Karl, who stared at her solemnly. “Your struggle is futile. I’ve dealt with your men. Now, just wait for your punishment.” he

brought my elite team. How could they vanish without a trace? And with the Duncan forces tied up with Black Robe, how could Karl have a

through her, dismissing her thoughts with a scoff. “Girl, you’re too young. Being old doesn’t mean I’m helpless. The loyalists from

a gesture from Simon, a group of

Karl

him off. “Why help me? Check on Catherine.

is right outside.

everyone awaited news on the trio’s condition. Moments later, Catherine emerged slowly from the door, her white clothing soaked

be afraid, Catherine. I’m here.” He reached

Karl’s hand for support, reassuring him. “Mr. Karl, it’s not my blood. I’m

Karl sighed. “Thank goodness.