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.”

regret. He had watched Selene grow up,

through the air. “What do you think

Looking up to see Karl approaching, she immediately knelt, overcome

“Mr. Karl,” she whimpered.

snorted disdainfully. “Don’t pretend we’re that

Duncans feared Karl. They had

Karl making his entrance, Selene knew precisely the gravity of her situation, and her heart

and said seriously, “Get

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

reading her intentions, delivered a swift kick that

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

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

young. Being old

a group of sturdy men stepped forward

front door opened, Karl immediately stood up,

attempted to assist him, Karl brushed him off. “Why help me? Check on Catherine. Is everything ready

nodded earnestly. “The ambulance is right outside.

Catherine emerged slowly from the door, her white clothing soaked in red,

reddened with compassion. “Don’t be afraid, Catherine. I’m here.” He reached out instinctively but stopped midway, remembering Catherine’s preference not

him. “Mr. Karl, it’s not my blood.

“Thank