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All Her Secrets Chapter 748 by Chestnut

Chapter 748 Trust

The three days of revelry passed in the blink of an eye. Catherine, however, didn’t return with the others. At the airport, as the group dispersed, she followed Marshall toward the boarding gate for another flight. Branden carried her luggage, following alongside.

As they reached the boarding gate, Branden showed no intention of leaving. Seeing this, Marshall smiled helplessly and remarked, “It’s good to be young. It makes one so affectionate. My wife doesn’t even help me pack when I leave. That’s quite unfair. I’ll go in and give her a piece of my mind. You guys take your time.”

Everyone in the Styre University knew Marshall and his wife had been deeply in love for decades. Marshall’s love for his wife was famous throughout the school. When he had free time, he would ride his old bicycle around the campus with his wife. Countless students envied their relationship.

Seeing Marshall leave, Catherine also prepared to enter the boarding gate. She reached out to Branden, saying, “I should go now.”

Branden handed her the luggage, wearing a somewhat helpless smile. ” The weather there has been quite gloomy lately. I put a cashmere sweater in the suitcase. Wear it if it gets cold.” Branden knew Catherine well. Even in the coldest weather, she wore thin clothes. It didn’t matter before when he wasn’t around, but now it did.

Catherine, unusually compliant, responded, “Okay.”

Seeing that she was somewhat obedient, Branden reluctantly let her go, reminding her before she left, ” Three days, right? If you’re late, I’ll come to pick you up.” Three days apart was his limit.

Catherine nodded and walked away with her luggage. Branden stood in place, watching her leave. When she didn’t even look back, he felt a sense of helplessness. “You ungrateful little girl, “he teased inwardly.

Catherine passed through the boarding gate and happened to meet Marshall, who had just finished his phone call. She handed him her ticket and politely said, “Thank you, Professor Hartley.”

Marshall took the ticket, sighed deeply, and with a worried look in his aged eyes, said, “I don’t know what you’re going to do, but as a man who hasn’t argued with his wife in decades, I want you to know that the most important thing in a relationship is trust. With enough trust, you can overcome any crisis.”

Catherine remained silent for a while before responding to Marshall, “It won’t happen again.”

Marshall couldn’t persuade her, so he had to give up. Catherine was good at everything, and he excelled in everything, except for her lack of insight into emotions. Perhaps this was the tragedy of geniuses. Their inner world was inaccessible to outsiders. People only saw their genius side, knowing that they stood at the pinnacle of the world no matter what they did, but they forgot that geniuses, just like all ordinary people, also had to experience the ups and downs of life.

“I’m off!” Catherine said.

Marshall carried his luggage and boarded the plane with his and Catherine’s tickets.

Two days ago, Catherine found Marshall and asked for a favor, wanting him to accompany her to Theisia for an academic conference. On the surface, they were going together, but in reality, only he was truly departing. Although he didn’t know Catherine’s true purpose, he believed that she must have her reasons for doing this, so he kept it a secret from everyone and agreed to her request.

After seeing Marshall off, Catherine turned and walked towards the boarding gate of the private airport.

Wantel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Catherine appear. He had done this behind everyone’s back, and if the others found out, he would be in big trouble. After all, just dealing with Zobber alone would give him a headache.

“Catherine, are you really sure about this?” Wantel asked.

Catherine glanced at him, and he immediately shut his mouth, not daring to say another word. She then quickly climbed into the helicopter.

After seeing Catherine off, Branden returned to Eskana with the others.

“Boss, there’s news from the Hacker Alliance. The chief of the Hacker Alliance has agreed to take the order, but the payment has doubled.” Francis reported the latest news to Branden.

Upon hearing this, Paxton couldn’t help but laugh. “Humph, didn’t they say they would never compromise on principles?”

Francis shrugged disdainfully. “Money talks. I heard that the Hacker Alliance hasn’t taken any orders recently. Maybe they need money.”

Lately, for some reason, the Hacker Alliance had almost stopped taking orders. They released a statement saying that the members were on vacation, but who would leave money on the table? It was also possible that there was some internal crisis going on.

“Give it to them!” Branden gave the order.

As long as the Hacker Alliance was willing to take the order, Branden could pay as much as he needed to.

Receiving the order, Francis immediately responded, “Yes, Boss!”

Meanwhile, Branden and the others were discussing matters in the inner room while Ronin and Zobber sat outside chatting.

With Catherine absent, Ronin appeared somewhat listless, lacking his usual vigor. “Those old folks at Styre University are really annoying. The competition is over, yet they’re still bothering Catherine,” he complained.

Hearing this, Withal interjected, ” That’s the Bide Cup, man. Catherine single-handedly led a second-rate team to victory. Do you understand what that means?”

Zobber chimed in, “It’s almost like a genius player who leads the Eskanese national football team to win the World Cup.”

This description immediately conjured vivid images in everyone’s minds. It was more than just a loser’s comeback; it was practically the creation of the ninth wonder of the world.

Withal gave Zobber a thumbs-up, praising her for her accurate description. “With such great honor, the external invitations are almost overwhelming Styre University’s inbox. Professor Hartley probably couldn’t refuse them all, so he’s taking Catherine to attend a few events just to go through the motions,” Withal remarked. “If not for that, given Catherine’s personality, how could she agree to go?”

Ronin pondered, finding Withal’s point reasonable. Catherine detested these serious academic conferences the most. If she wanted fame, she would have been at those seminars and academic conferences ten years ago. There was no way she would wait until now. She just wanted to show Marshall some respect.

“Thank goodness it’s only for three days; otherwise, it would be torture!” Ronin commented.

Zobber mysteriously smiled, glancing towards the inner room, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. “Don’t worry, Catherine won’t be gone for too long. If she were, we wouldn’t need to be in such a rush; the big shot inside would have gone to fetch her first.” Zobber’s tone carried a hidden message, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

The most anxious person now was not them, but the big shot sitting in the inner room.

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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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