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All Her Secrets Chapter 768 by Chestnut

Chapter 768 The Heir of the Duncans

The silent old villa of the Duncans suddenly became noisy due to the return of Branden and the others. Karl was so glad and greeted them with a smile all along. And he was extra enthusiastic when he learned the others were all friends of Catherine’s. ” Don’t be shy, kids. Since you’re Catherine’s friends, make yourselves at home.”

His warm welcome to Catherine’s friends made people think Catherine was a spoiled granddaughter of the Duncans.

Zobber whispered to Catherine, “Way to go, Catherine! So, my worries of you being stuck in a rich family drama are unnecessary.”

Catherine looked at Zobber as if telling her that she suspected Zobber had brain damage.

Sitting not far from Catherine, Karl joined their conversation when he heard what Zobber said. “No drama is allowed in the Duncans. Whoever bullies Catherine will be kicked out of the family.”

Since Karl had been kind and humorous, Zobber joked, “What if Branden bullies Catherine?”

Her words attracted the attention of others who were chattering. Ronin secretly thumbed up at Zobber and thought, “What a crazy girl! What a crazy question!” But he was curious, too.

Everyone fixed their eyes on Karl, wondering what he would say. Branden was his grandson and the heir of the Duncans. It was unlikely he would kick Branden out for an outsider.

Branden sat calmly on the side, slowly peeling the grapefruits. His slender fingers gently removed the skin and fascia from the grapefruit and put the rest into the bowl before Catherine. He was calm and quiet, like an outsider.

Karl naturally felt their gaze. He was old but not thick. He turned to Zobber with sharpness in his eyes. “The heir of the Duncans does not have to be a Duncan.”

His words blew everyone’s mind like a dynamic. In Eskana’s tradition, lineage was taken very seriously. Some wealthy families and clans still had the tradition from ancient times that the heir should be the eldest son or grandson.

It appalled everyone that Karl trusted Catherine enough to consider her an heir. He would give her the whole Duncans’ business if necessary.

After the shock, they turned to Branden, wondering how he would react to Karl’s words. He was the legitimate heir of the Duncans.

Branden finished peeling the last piece of grapefruit and slowly wiped his fingers clean with a tissue before responding to everyone’s expecting gaze. He said one word. “Agreed.”

If he was in debt with Catherine one day, offering her the Duncans would be his atonement. But that day would never come. He was confident about this.

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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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