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All Her Secrets Chapter 757 by Chestnut

Chapter 757 Let Go of My Wife

Jotham had been discussing matters with the Alliance Leader. After the discussion was over, the Alliance Leader had wanted to keep him for a drink. However, thinking that Regan was still in the back garden, Jotham declined his invitation.

Upon leaving the hall, Jotham hurried to the back garden to find Regan. Along the way, he encountered the attendant who should be accompanying her. Learning that Regan was alone in the back garden, Jotham began to feel uneasy.

Jotham immediately rushed to the back garden with his men, only to catch a glimpse of a familiar figure getting into a car. The car swiftly departed, prompting Jotham to instruct his men to prepare a vehicle urgently. He then leaped into the car.

The car quickly set off, closely following the black vehicle ahead. Concerned, Jotham’s subordinate tried to reassure him. “Mr. Johnson, please don’t worry. I don’t think Ms. Regan is being abducted. Perhaps she had to leave for something urgent. Why not try calling her?”

Although they could not stop Regan, they all saw that she had willingly entered the car, not being forced by anyone.

Despite the reassurance, Jotham’s stern expression remained unchanged. However, he heeded the advice and dialed Regan’s number.

At that moment, Regan was sitting in a car driven by Catherine, looking conflicted. Her phone rang repeatedly, but she was unsure whether to answer.

With a cold expression, Catherine glanced at Regan through the rearview mirror, observing her inner turmoil. Understanding Regan’s emotions, she offered a reasonable suggestion. “If you want to answer, then answer. You have to clarify things, don’t you?”

Regan fell silent for a few seconds and then brought the phone to her ear. Jotham, don’t worry. I’m fine.”

It was unclear what Jotham said on the other end, but Regan looked at Catherine before awkwardly responding, “I’m just going to see an old friend. I’ll be back soon.” Without waiting for a reply, Regan hung up the phone.

Jotham’s face was terrifyingly grim when he faced the disconnected call, the veins in his neck bulging.

This was Florona. Not just anyone could come here. He had been with Regan here for so many years, living in peace, with no contact with the outside world. “How could Regan possibly have an old friend?” he murmured inwardly. “Could it be that…”

The thought flashed a hint of murderous intent in Jotham’s scheming eyes. If it were indeed someone from the Duncans coming to take Regan away, he wouldn’t let a single one of them get away.

Jotham attempted to contact Regan again, but she had shut off her phone. Unable to accept this outcome, Jotham was consumed by fury. “Regan is mine, “he exclaimed in his mind. “No one can take her away from me!”

Anger shattered Jotham’s rationality, leaving only vengeance in his mind. He dialed the Alliance Leader’s number, a cruel smile creeping onto his lips. ” What does it matter if the Duncans are powerful?” he thought. “This is Florona. Once they come here, they will never be able to leave.”

Jotham ordered the driver to speed up, guessing that they must be on their way to the pier at this moment. There was only one pier on the island, so it wouldn’t be difficult to intercept them.

Catherine was indeed driving towards the pier. If she wanted to take Regan away at the fastest speed, she had to make use of the pier. The cliff was too dangerous. She could endure it, but a socialite like Regan definitely couldn’t.

Catherine’s car was speeding along, turning a journey of over half an hour into a mere ten-minute one. Amos had long been prepared with a small boat at the pier, waiting for her.

After parking the car, Catherine pulled Regan out of it.

Regan stopped in her tracks, carefully examining Catherine. “What do you want?”

Catherine looked at her, expressionless. She didn’t try to please Regan just because Regan was Branden’s mother. “What do I want? Come with me to meet Branden. The rest is up to you. If you want to go back, I’ll take you back.”

“Just to meet him once?” Regan confirmed again.

Catherine nodded without hesitation. ” He just wants to see if you’re really dead. As for your choice, he won’t interfere.”

If Regan wanted to stay on the island, Catherine assumed Branden wouldn’t stop her.

Upon hearing Catherine’s response, Regan made a decision. “Alright, I’ll go with you.”

Amos had hidden the boat in a very secluded place to avoid inspection, just in case. Regan’s cooperation had reduced a lot of trouble, and Catherine brought her to a remote corner near the pier to find Amos. Arriving at the pre- arranged location, they accurately found the small boat hidden by Amos. Catherine’s expression suddenly darkened as they were preparing to board, and the atmosphere became tense.

Though not familiar with Catherine, Regan sensed her change in emotion. ” What’s wrong?”

Catherine pulled her behind her with one hand, guarding her, and stared ahead with a vigilant expression. ” Show yourselves!”

The people who had been hiding around the small boat immediately appeared, seemingly surprised to have been discovered. But when they saw that Catherine had found them, it seemed as though they all understood why.

There weren’t many people in Florona, and each of them was elite. The members of their security team were all retired special forces with exceptional combat skills. This was also why leaving the island was harder than coming in. If one wanted to enter, one had to be prepared to never leave this place for the rest of one’s life.

However, over the years, there had been one exception-Catherine. She was the only one who had successfully left the island. Many of the people present had participated in the siege of Catherine back then. The scene from that time was too bloody, like a nightmare, and it had tormented them for many years.

No one had expected that the person who had left the island years ago had returned. Catherine coldly surveyed the group of security team soldiers and asked a simple question. “Where are my people?”

It was a brief question, devoid of emotion, yet her intimidating gaze made everyone present feel a shiver down their spine. No one dared to answer Catherine’s question. No one wanted to be the first casualty.

The screeching sound of brakes came from behind, and Catherine turned around to see Jotham leaping out of the car with a murderous expression on his face. He was moving very quickly, indicating his extreme urgency.

As their eyes met, Jotham’s gaze toward Catherine seemed like he wanted to tear her apart on the spot. “I don’t know who sent you here, but as long as you’re willing to let go of my wife, I’ll leave you with a whole body.”

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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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