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All Her Secrets Chapter 775 by Chestnut

Chapter 775 Taking You for a Ride

Halfway through the movie, Catherine felt a strong urge to doze off. She had no interest in this kind of romantic comedy. Catherine might have fallen asleep long ago if it weren’t for two bold girls approaching Branden for his WhatsApp number in the middle.

Seeing her drowsy, Branden reached out and rested her head on his shoulder. “Twenty more minutes, then I’ll take you back.”

“Hmm.” Catherine made a muffled sound, leaning quietly on Branden’s shoulder with closed eyes.

The movie was like a lullaby, increasing the desire to fall asleep. In no time, Catherine closed her eyes and drifted off.

A few minutes later, as Catherine slept, some girls approached.

When Branden noticed someone getting closer, his calm face immediately darkened, and he shot an icy glance straight ahead.

Startled, the approaching girl was disoriented. If it weren’t for the urging from the people around because she blocked the screen, she might have frozen in place.

It was mainly because Branden’s aura was too powerful, and she was scared out of her wits.

Now that she had regained her composure, she fled immediately, not daring to linger.

With the steady rhythm of Catherine’s breathing in his ears, Branden felt some concern, worried that she might be uncomfortable sleeping in this position.

Packing up, he lifted Catherine’s bag, carried her in his arms, and walked out of the theater.

When Catherine was lifted, she was aware but was already accustomed to Branden’s embrace. Knowing Branden was holding her, she felt a strong sense of security and continued sleeping peacefully.

The combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman was always eye- catching. Since Catherine and Branden appeared in the cinema, they had become the center of attention. When Branden carried Catherine out of the theater, they still attracted everyone’s focus.

Branden’s actions were so cool that someone couldn’t help but discreetly take out her phone to record and share it online.

The person just logged into the social platform and posted the photo, but before she could check the sending status, her account was directly blocked.

After that, the person received a warning from the system, telling her not to send sensitive photos and texts.

The social platform’s response was so fast that the person was startled. Realizing she had taken something she shouldn’t have, the person immediately deleted all the photos and videos from her phone.

Upon reaching the parking lot, Branden received a message from Paxton. [Mr. Duncan, the photos online have been taken care of.]

Branden didn’t bring bodyguards on this trip, but due to the sensitive period, any news related to him could potentially affect the Duncan Corporation’s stock prices.

For safety reasons, the entire public relations department of the Duncan Corporation was on high alert. As soon as any photos or news related to the Duncan Corporation appeared online, they were dealt with immediately.

Paxton knew that Branden and Catherine were out on a date. Although these two didn’t have a deep understanding of their appearance, Paxton understood how stunning they looked.

Going out like this without any disguise would indeed cause trouble, so he had people keep an eye on the internet. Unexpectedly, someone actually uploaded a photo.

Branden looked at the sneakily taken photo. The angles were cleverly designed. It captured both his and Catherine’s profiles. Sleeping Catherine resembled Sleeping Beauty, nestled in his arms, peaceful and beautiful like an oil painting.

He tapped the screen lightly and saved the photo.

After packing up everything, Branden started the car, ready to depart.

The moment the engine started, Catherine woke up slowly. Because she had just woken up, her voice sounded a bit low and hoarse but exceptionally pleasant. “Where to?”

“Back to the old mansion for some rest? “Branden inquired about her opinion.

He felt Catherine was a bit drowsy and wanted to take her back to rest.

Catherine shook her head, rejecting Branden’s proposal. “Tired.”

She had spent two days straight at the old mansion and was getting bored.

“Okay,” replied Branden. Since Catherine didn’t want to go back for now, they continued their date.

As Branden was about to start the car, Catherine glanced at him. With that look, Branden immediately understood her intention.

He opened the car door and got out, and Catherine directly stepped over the center console and sat in the driver’s seat..

Since being with Branden, Catherine hadn’t driven for a long time.

When Branden fastened his seatbelt, she immediately stepped on the gas, speeding the car out forcefully.

Under the neon lights, the silver-gray sports car looked like a silver dragon roaring on the vast road.

Catherine’s driving skills were exceptionally excellent. She often participated in racing competitions when she was in the black market.

Every race had a sky-high prize, but no one had ever beaten her.

She was fast, skilled, and, most importantly, unafraid of death. As long as she could let go and fight, she could easily win.

Catherine drove up to 320 mph on the deserted mountain road. The winding road didn’t slow her down; she continued to speed along.

Branden sat calmly on the side, enjoying the exhilaration from the speed.

In a convenience store halfway up the mountain, Catherine stopped the car.

She raised an eyebrow and looked at Branden on the passenger side, gesturing with her eyes for him to wait in the car. Then, she pushed open the car door and rushed into the convenience store.

When Catherine came back, she was carrying two large bags of alcohol. After throwing the alcohol into the back seat, she sat back in the driver’s seat and sped the car to the mountaintop.

Under the slightly cool breeze, the two sat at the mountaintop and overlooked the dazzling neon lights of the entire city.

“Cheers!” Catherine raised the bottle, squinting at Branden.

Initially, Branden didn’t want Catherine to drink, but seeing her so happy, he swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.

Both of them had good alcohol tolerance, and today, with Catherine’s good mood, it didn’t take long for the two bags of alcohol to be emptied.

She swayed as she stood up. “I’ll buy more.”

“Enough drinking.” Branden was somewhat helpless, reaching out and pulling her arm, bringing her back with a tug.

Catherine stumbled and fell directly onto Branden’s lap.

Branden flipped over and instantly pressed her to the ground.

Their eyes met, and Catherine moved first. She raised her head and precisely kissed Branden’s lips.

Branden smiled somewhat helplessly. Only in front of her could he be repeatedly led by the nose.

As the body temperature continued to rise, the two, who were somewhat tipsy from the alcohol, became uncontrollable.

Under the moonlight, they immersed themselves in this boundless romantic night.

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All Her Secrets by Chestnut

All Her Secrets by Chestnut

Score 9.5
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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