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All Her Secrets Chapter 754 by Chestnut

Chapter 754 Her Trouble Had Arrived

Just because Wantel had impressive combat strength didn’t mean he could withstand so many people’s attacks. Moreover, those attacking Wantel were his training partners whose strength was not inferior to his.

Wantel could only surrender and allow himself to be beaten by them. After enduring the assault, he lay on the ground, exhausted.

“Is that enough? Or should we throw a few more punches?” Ronin was about to attack again when Wantel immediately grabbed his fist. “Hey, man, we are good friends, right? You shouldn’t do this.”

Ronin rolled his eyes at him. “You took Catherine away without telling us. Did you treat us as your friends?”

“Exactly,” Zobber chimed in.

Wantel protested loudly, looking at everyone with a pleading expression. ” It’s not my fault! It’s Catherine’s order. Who dares to defy her? Come on. Tell me. Who dares to disobey her orders?”

These questions made Ronin, who was the most arrogant among them, calm down. After all, any one of them would unquestionably obey Catherine’s commands.

Seeing that they no longer intended to attack him, Wantel finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to take a rest, a shadow suddenly loomed over him. Looking up, he saw the grim- faced Branden standing in front of him. He knew Branden, but he hadn’t expected Branden’s aura to be so intimidating in a confrontation, causing his heart to race.

Branden didn’t intend to waste time on Wantel. “Give me Florona’s coordinates,” he demanded.

Wantel was about to protest, but a gun was suddenly pressed against his forehead.

Everyone was shocked, sensing the murderous intent in Branden’s eyes.

If Wantel said another word, Branden might actually pull the trigger and end his life with a single shot.

The atmosphere instantly turned thick with tension. Zobber had thought she was accustomed to it, but when Branden got serious, she realized how terrifying he truly was. She didn’t dare to persuade him and certainly didn’t want to witness anything happen to Wantel. “Wantel, stop the nonsense and spit it out. Mr. Duncan is doing this for the good of Catherine. It’s too dangerous for her to go to Florona alone,” she urged.

Wantel had no choice. He wasn’t afraid of death, but he understood the reasoning behind Zobber’s words. “I can provide the coordinates of Florona, but even with the coordinates, getting there is not an easy task. For so many years, only Catherine has been there,” he said.

Hearing Wantel’s blabbering, Paxton, who knew Branden well, knew that Branden’s patience had reached its limit. He quickly persuaded, “Just say it. You don’t have to bear the danger anyway.”

Wantel thought he was being seen as a coward, so he quickly expressed his loyalty and then provided the coordinates. “I have already decided that if Catherine doesn’t come back tomorrow, I will go to the island myself. Even if it means death, I choose to die with Catherine,” he declared.

With the coordinates, Branden was ready to take action.

However, Zobber had another piece of information, and she nervously stopped Branden. “Mr. Duncan, just hear me out,” she said.

Branden glanced at her, indicating for her to speak.

That glance made Zobber’s heart skip a beat, and her legs couldn’t help but tremble. “Mr. Duncan, Wantel has a device that can communicate with Catherine. Shouldn’t we try to contact her before taking action?” she suggested. “Instead of continuously trying to contact her, it’s better for Catherine to provide a shortcut so that we can find her in the shortest time,” she added.

Even though they were willing to sacrifice themselves for Catherine, it was better to take a more efficient approach rather than make unnecessary sacrifices.

Paxton also felt that Zobber’s words made sense. He could tell that Branden, who was usually rational, was getting a bit impulsive at this moment. After all, it was difficult for Branden to remain calm when it came to Catherine.

“Boss, I think Zobber has a point,” Paxton said.

Seeing Zobber signaling to him, Wantel immediately understood what she meant. “I’ll contact Catherine now. If she doesn’t respond within half an hour, we’ll go find her ourselves. It doesn’t matter if we wait for another half an hour, right?” he proposed.

After a series of persuasions, Branden finally halted his steps. He decided to wait for another half an hour. If Catherine didn’t respond after half an hour, even if she were in Hell, he would go and bring her back.

In Florona, preparations were underway for the annual flower appreciation event, attended only by the island’s prominent figures.

Catherine was among the kitchen staff, helping Amos prepare the floral arrangements. Seeing that everyone in the kitchen was busy and not paying attention, Catherine whispered to Amos, “I just heard that the head chef has the list of attendees. I’m going to borrow it and take a look.”

Amos initially planned to do it for Catherine, afraid that she would expose herself, but knowing her personality, he abandoned the idea. “Miss Swann, you must be careful,” he warned.

“Alright,” Catherine replied, carrying the prepared ingredients towards the head chef. “Chef, here are the ingredients you requested,” she said.

The head chef, without even looking at Catherine, coldly replied, “Just put them there.”

As Catherine approached, she paused for a second, swiftly snatching the list from the head chef’s pocket with a quick flick of her finger, using the slightest force she could. She then discreetly left, and as she headed towards the hallway, everyone assumed she was going to move some goods, paying her no mind.

Once out of sight, Catherine opened the list. A total of 40 guests were invited to the event. After memorizing the list at a glance, she stealthily returned it to its place.

There were no familiar names, but only two female guests with the surname ” Bradley.” Typically, citizens living on Florona would change their names, but most would retain their original surnames. She made a mental note to pay attention to these two Bradley- named female guests later, hoping for some discovery.

After packing up the things she needed, Catherine was preparing to initiate the next phase of her plan when her electronic wristwatch emitted a faint light. She accessed the hidden system and read the message from Wantel. Upon learning its contents, Catherine furrowed her brow. She knew she wouldn’t be able to hide this from Branden for long, but she hadn’t expected him to personally come looking for her. This time, he probably wouldn’t let her off easily.

The image of Branden’s handsome face flashed in her mind, and for the first time, Catherine smiled helplessly. Her trouble had arrived.

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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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