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.”

Simon couldn’t help but feel regret. He had watched Selene grow up, never expecting her to become so narrow-

commanding voice cut through the air. “What do you think you

beat. Looking up to see Karl approaching, she immediately

“Mr. Karl,” she whimpered.

disdainfully. “Don’t pretend

had lived with the Duncans feared Karl. They had never

the gravity of

cold glare and said seriously,

without a fight, Selene prepared to make one last stand. After all, she had brought a significant force with her, and this

intentions, delivered a swift

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

solemnly. “Your struggle is futile. I’ve dealt with your men. Now, just wait for

they vanish without a trace? And

right through her, dismissing her thoughts with a scoff. “Girl, you’re too young. Being old doesn’t

a gesture from Simon, a group of sturdy men stepped forward

opened, Karl immediately stood up, his demeanor

attempted to assist him, Karl brushed him off. “Why help me?

“The ambulance is

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

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

hand for support, reassuring him. “Mr. Karl, it’s

sighed. “Thank