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All Her Secrets Chapter 977 by Chestnut

Chapter 977 At Death’s Door

In less than half a day, news that Branden collapsed at a press conference and was fighting for his life had spread like wildfire, causing the company’s stock to plummet and sending waves of panic throughout the organization.

At this moment, the VIP treatment area at Casier Hospital was crowded with high-profile figures, rendering it nearly inaccessible.

Upon seeing Will Brown, the hospital director, emerge from the consultation room, Karl immediately asked, “How’s the situation?”

Will, usually assertive, became cautious under Karl’s imposing inquiry. He carefully replied, “Mr. Duncan, the situation is dire. We still can’t pinpoint the cause of Branden’s coma, and we’re only able to slow the decline of his bodily functions with machines. As for Miss Swann…”

Seeing Will hesitate, Karl impatiently snapped, “Spit it out! You’re not holding up the sky. What’s there to be afraid of?”

Will, who had once treated a younger Karl and held a deep respect for him, replied, “Mr. Duncan, Miss Swann isn’t in life-threatening danger. However, the amount of toxic gas she inhaled, combined with the physical struggle, means we’re likely unable to save the baby.”

Karl had anticipated this. In light of the events, it seemed nearly impossible to save the unborn child. He thought the blame lay with Branden for not informing him earlier and lamented the absence of protection from God.

“Ensure Catherine’s well-being above all.” Karl Duncan sighed. “If the child can’t be saved, so be it. Her health is what matters.”

Will was somewhat shocked by Karl’s emphasis on Catherine’s health over lineage, a rarity among elite families that often viewed women merely as bearers of heirs.

Will assured, “Rest assured, Mr. Duncan. We’ll do everything we can. As for Branden…”

Before Will could discuss Branden’s condition further, a weak yet determined voice intervened. “Just make sure Cassie is taken care of. Leave the Duncan boy to me.”

Turning around, Will looked at the newcomer with awe. It was Thomas, the renowned miracle doctor who had once mentored him.

Aware of Thomas’s poor health, Will expressed concern. “Mr. Theo, you’re not in good shape. Maybe you should rest.”

Thomas glanced at Will and gently dismissed his concerns, “I’m aware of my limits. Today, I’m willing to risk it all, even if it means fighting the Grim Reaper for him.”

The hospital was in an uproar, and Zobber was far from safe herself.

After being relentlessly pursued and enduring countless hardships, she finally arrived at the address Black Robe had given her, battered and bruised.

Despite her efforts to disguise herself, Zobber’s entrance caught the immediate attention of the casino’s enforcers.

A few of them approached her quietly. Realizing they were onto her, Zobber didn’t try to hide. She was too tired and ready to face whatever came next.

Seeing her not making a move to escape, one of the enforcers coldly said, “This isn’t a place for ladies. Better leave before things get ugly, and don’t expect us to clean up the mess.”

Zobber looked up, thinking to herself, ‘ This roach dares to talk to me?’

Her piercing gaze made the guy pause.

Seizing the moment, Zobber demanded, “Bring me your boss.”

Her commanding presence left no room for objection, and the guy nodded almost reflexively. He only realized later that he’d been played by her.

Soon after, the person in charge appeared. Sensing something extraordinary about Zobber, he invited her upstairs.

Once in the office on the second floor, Zobber revealed her identity with arrogance. “I’m Zobber. Look it up if you don’t know.”

The head, already knowing who she was, smiled faintly and said, “The boss has instructed us to take good care of you. Please, follow me.”

Zobber was then escorted to a secluded villa on the outskirts, an ideal hideout easily defended against any intrusion.

Deciding it was the perfect spot to lay low, she settled in. The person who brought her also arranged for an underground doctor to treat her wounds.

Once everything was in place, Zobber prepared to sleep, seemingly without any concern for her safety.

Finn reported the situation to Black Robe. “Sir, it seems Zobber has truly sided with us.”

Black Robe responded indifferently, She has got nowhere else to turn. With Branden’s fate uncertain, who else could she rely on?”

The fact was such. Zobber’s allegiance

was not by choice. She was left with no

alternative. That’s why Black Robe

wanted her to take action herself.

Black Robe then inquired, “How are things at the hospital?”

Thinking he was asking about Branden, Finn quickly briefed him on Duncan’s condition.

But Black Robe was more interested in Catherine. “And Catherine?”

Without delay, Finn relayed the news. ” Word is, Catherine’s life isn’t in danger, but the baby… the baby is at death’s door.”

Black Robe’s demeanor chilled. “That’s for the best. And keep an eye on Selene too. Find someone to take her out.”

Black Robe hadn’t expected Selene to be bold enough to make a move on her own. With so many losses this time, the higher-ups wouldn’t protect her any longer.

‘Since she is so determined to find trouble, I’ll personally see to her end,’ Black Robe thought darkly.

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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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