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All Her Secrets Chapter 703 by Chestnut

Chapter 703 One More Person to Meet

Kamren’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he heard Catherine’s words. “How is this possible?” He immediately objected, disagreeing with Catherine’s proposal.

However, as soon as he finished his sentence, Zobber slapped him hard. She glared at him fiercely, exuding a menacing aura. “When is it your turn to object to Catherine’s words?”

Terrified, Kamren begged, “Madam, I was wrong. It’s all my fault. Can you forgive me? I shouldn’t have objected. Please spare me!”

Seeing his timely apology, Zobber chose not to pursue the matter further.

Kamren glanced at Emma, his eyes filled with warning and threat. He couldn’t handle these people, but dealing with Emma was well within his capabilities.

Emma was frightened by the way he looked at her. She had been with Kamren for a while and understood his character. She knew what his gaze meant.

She hadn’t expected Kamren, someone even the Duncans feared, to end up like this because of Catherine. Emma looked at Catherine with an incredulous and fearful gaze. Besides, there was still a hint of hatred in her eyes.

“Catherine, even the Duncans are afraid of Kamren. Aren’t you afraid?” asked Emma.

“What?” Catherine raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in her eyes as she looked at Emma. “Who told you the Duncans are afraid?”

Emma was unsure how to answer Catherine’s question. If the Duncans weren’t afraid, why didn’t they pursue her before?

Observing Emma’s changing expressions, Catherine guessed everything.

She lifted Emma’s chin with the toe of her shoe, forcing Emma to meet her eyes. “According to you, the Duncans didn’t act against you because they feared Kamren, huh?”

“Isn’t that the case?” Emma thought. She wanted to say, but seeing Zobber’s fierce face, she swallowed her words, not daring to speak.

Even if she didn’t say it, Catherine could see through her. “Humph!” Catherine chuckled coldly, a mocking tone in her laughter, and her words were full of disdain for Emma.

That smile made Emma anxious. She felt she had no dignity in front of Catherine. “What do you mean?” she asked.

“What do I mean?” Catherine leaned in, her scornful gaze moving over Emma. “Back then, if you didn’t run away, at most, you would have faced some disciplinary action and been advised to leave the school. Think for yourself. Compared to the Arroyos, which one is more bearable?”

Sending her to the Arroyos and making her Kamren’s lover was an idea her uncle had to save the Wales.

After arriving at the Arroyos, she truly understood what a living hell was- every moment in there was torture. Kamren didn’t see her as a person, torturing her daily and treating her as a commodity for transactions.

Now, Emma understood. The Duncans didn’t act, not out of fear of the Arroyos, but because they knew what kind of person Kamren was and what sort of situation she would face after being thrown into the Arroyos.

The Duncans did not even need to take action. The Arroyos were the real hell.

Once Emma understood this, her red eyes glared at Catherine with anger, and she couldn’t contain the fury within her. “Why didn’t you save me back then? Since you knew what situation I would face being with Kamren, why didn’t you help me, Catherine? You’re truly heartless.”

Facing Emma’s accusations, Catherine couldn’t help but laugh. “I’ve said it before. I’m not a saint, and I didn’t intentionally harm you. Your predicament was caused by your uncle, and it has nothing to do with me.

Furthermore, you provoked someone close to me and offended me. Why should I save you?”

This merciless sarcasm left Emma sitting on the ground. She realized that she had walked into this pit herself, not pushed by Catherine.

Red-eyed, she stared at Catherine. “I admit I planned Audrey’s situation. I bribed a makeup assistant to put something in her drink during the event. Are you satisfied now? Do whatever you want to me.”

Emma casually lay on the side, not struggling, completely appearing as if a hopeless person.

Catherine glanced around and saw a crystal hairpin on the table. She picked it up and examined it before tossing it in front of Emma.

Emma stared at her beloved hairpin for a while, then tremblingly picked it up, using its sharpest end to cut her own cheek.

She screamed in pain. Then, enduring the intense agony, she looked at Catherine. “Is this satisfying for you?” She had ruined her once-prized appearance. She thought that was enough for Catherine.

Catherine lowered her head, contemptuously gazing at Emma’s face. The blood flowing down seemed to bring her no emotions. “I just thought the hairpin was nice. Why did you ruin your face? It’s a pity. Originally, you could have fetched a decent price, but now, I’m afraid you’ll only attract the lowest bidders.”

Like a sharp blade, Catherine’s words left nothing of Emma’s shattered self- esteem. Emma had hated Catherine so much and had once looked down on her, but now, she found herself in such a miserable state in front of Catherine.

This was what Emma couldn’t accept the most. And Catherine’s previous words were undoubtedly the greatest intimidation to Emma. Now, with her face ruined, Emma didn’t know what her future would be.

Thinking about all this, Emma began to cry out loud.

Catherine glanced at her and left the Arroyos with the others. She didn’t have time to listen to Emma’s miserable screams here.

Zobber had already gathered evidence. She handed it to Ronin and instructed him to give it to the police.

As long as Emma was arrested, she could be charged with intentionally framing someone, and Audrey’s case would be settled.

“No need!” Catherine interrupted Ronin’s actions.

Ronin looked up at Catherine in surprise. “Catherine, what do you mean?”

Seeing Catherine’s firm expression, Ronin had no choice but to follow her orders.

Sometimes, online violence lacks a sense of justice. Although most netizens were rational, there were always a few stubborn ones who couldn’t be convinced, no matter how much evidence was presented.

Rumors stopped with the wise, but there would always be a few idiots.

Even if they made all the evidence public, Audrey would still be pointed fingers at. Catherine didn’t plan to help Audrey in this way.

Zobber guessed Catherine’s thoughts. She didn’t care about those things. As long as it was what Catherine ordered, she would do it.

“Catherine, Audrey’s matter is settled. Where do we go next?” she asked.

Catherine gazed ahead with cold, unfeeling eyes and said in a chilling voice, “There’s one more person to meet.”

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All Her Secrets by Chestnut

All Her Secrets by Chestnut

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Status: Completed Type: Author: Native Language: English

Catherine Swann, a simple countryside girl, was having a leisurely and carefree life in the countryside. She thought she could have a happy life there for the rest of her life. Unfortunately, life had other plans for her. Her grandfather left a will for her, making her the inheritor of the Swanns’ billion-dollar fortune. As if that wasn’t shocking enough, he also arranged a marriage for her.

Branden Duncan, the only heir of the wealthiest family in Casier, was the dream prince charming of almost all the women in Casier. But Catherine turned him down in public. Instead of being angry about it, he was attracted by Catherine's cold eyes.Although Catherine seemed to be a girl with a simple life in the countryside, she was not simple. What kind of identity did she have? How would she deal with her unexpected fiancé and the opposition from the rest of the Swanns to her inheritance of the Swanns’ fortune?

Chapter 1 Return of the Jinx At Vicente Swann's funeral. As the Swanns were one of the three prominent families in Casier, Vicente's funeral was naturally packed with big shots and members of respected families in Casier. In the noisy venue, the arrival of a girl in a white T-shirt attracted the attention of everyone present. All of the people present were either rich or powerful. Despite being good-looking, the girl wore a cheap and battered T-shirt, setting her apart from everyone else at the funeral. Seeing how she walked straight toward the Swanns family, someone couldn't help asking curiously, "Who is she? Why is she sitting with the Swanns?" "I heard that she is Miss Catherine, the second daughter of the Swanns that had lived away from the family. Vicente only asked her to come back before he died." "Is that so? I heard that Vicente ordered the family to announce his will in front of everyone before he died. I guess she only returned for this!" ... The girl did not know that she had already become the topic of the guests' discussions. She looked calmly ahead with an indifferent expression on her face. Her eyes remained focused on Vicente's portrait in the middle of the venue. Nobody knew what she was thinking about at the time. At the sight of Catherine Swann like this, Liana Swann, the youngest and favorite daughter of the Swanns, couldn't help complaining to her mother, who was sitting next to her. "Mom, what is going on with this country girl? Grandpa has died. Even if she isn't sad, she should at least pretend to cry. What would the others think if the media took a photo of her like this later? She wouldn't even change her clothes when we asked her to. People that don't know better would think that the Swanns have mistreated her!" After hearing her youngest daughter's complaints, Rachael Swann furrowed her brows too. She thought that her youngest daughter did have a point. She never loved Catherine, her daughter from the countryside, dearly. In fact, Catherine pissed Rachael off just one day after she had returned. However, it was not the right time for Rachael to handle Catherine now. She planned to wait until the funeral was over before sending Catherine back to the countryside so that Catherine wouldn't continue to embarrass the Swanns here. Looking up, Rachael saw that her husband had arrived. She comforted her youngest daughter in a low voice, "Liana, be good. Your father is here. Bear with Catherine for now. We need to deal with what is important first!" Liana couldn't show her annoyance towards Catherine in public, so she could only choke back the complaints on the tip of her tongue. Nobody noticed that Catherine, who had been looking straight ahead, smiled lightly. The Swanns never spent time with Catherine, so they wouldn't know she had exceptional hearing. Even though Rachael and Liana spoke in a low voice, Catherine clearly heard every word of their exchange. Her mother truly did not love her! As Catherine stared at Vicente's portrait, her eyes flashed with a faint trace of sadness. Did she have to cry because of pain? ... Korbin Swann walked up the stage slowly. He gave a long speech first and expressed his views about how great Vicente was before finally announcing that the family would publicly announce Vicente's will. As many people knew this beforehand, the crowd was not too surprised. Vicente had a son and daughter. It was a no-brainer who would inherit the fortune of the Swanns. However, nobody understood why Vicente would make sure to make such a fuss to announce his will publicly. Was it just for formality? The lawyer Vicente trusted the most when he was still alive opened the sealed will and read it out loud. "After careful consideration, I, Vicente Swann, leave all my shares of the Swann Corporation, real estate properties, and a 500 million-dollar deposit at the Bank of Nospines to my granddaughter, Catherine Swann..." At the lawyer's words, the crowd gasped in shock. Not even the Swanns, everyone present was dumbfounded. Catherine Swann? Wasn't she the second daughter of the Swanns, the jinx that Vicente sent off to be raised in the countryside when she was young? How could it be? She would inherit the fortune of the Swanns. With their jaws dropped, everyone shared a similar look of horror. Except for Catherine, the center of the discussion. She still looked indifferent, as though nothing had happened. Her eyes were still fixed on Vicente's portrait in the center of the hall. Her lips parted slightly as she spoke in an almost inaudible voice. "Old man, what were you thinking?"

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