All Her Secrets

Catherine contacted Ronin after she left the hospital. They got together again for dinner.
However, this time, Catherine did not choose to have a barbecue.
Influenced by Branden, she had been enjoying some lighter-flavored dishes lately. They chose light dishes today.
Ronin shaved the bones of the chicken legs and placed them on Catherine’s plate. Bryan, who was sitting next to him, did not
want to be outdone. He poured a cup of iced cola and handed it to Catherine.
But they all tacitly agreed not to mention the matter of the Swanns the whole time. They all knew that Catherine did not like to
hear about these things, so no one dared to mention it.
Seeing that Catherine had a good appetite today, Ronin served her some soup. He took the opportunity to ask, ” Catherine, if we
go to Loxton to study, won’t you and Mr. Duncan be separated?”
Catherine picked up the soup and took a sip. After that, she put the soup down slowly before responding to Ronin lazily.
“That’s not true. The Duncan Corporation is going to develop in Loxton next, so Branden will be spending a lot of time in Loxton!”
Bryan exclaimed just as Catherine finished speaking.
“No wonder my Dad and the others have been busy working overtime every day lately. It turns out it’s because they’re shifting
their work focus to Loxton!”
At these words, the expressions on the faces of everyone present changed a little.
Although Catherine’s face remained the same, the slightly upturned corners of her eyes revealed her mood at the moment.
Ronin also looked pleasant. Branden was willing to do something for Catherine, which was worthy of Ronin’s affirmation. Ronin’s
impression of Branden had improved a bit.
Speaking of Loxton, Ronin remembered something.
He turned his head to Bryan and asked, “Bastard, didn’t your family develop well in Loxton back then? Why did you guys move
to Casier and forcibly take the leading position here?”
If the Duncans had not moved to Casier, the leading position in Casier now would be another family.

The Duncans had been moving to Casier for a long time. Before Bryan was even born, the Duncans had already made it big and
strong in Casier, so he did not know much about it.
“I did hear my Dad talk a little about it. Loxton is the center of power. There are not many people in our Duncans who work in civil
service, so it’s better to go elsewhere instead of staying there and fighting with those people!”
Among the Duncans, there was only one branch that worked in civil service, and this branch also had the power entirely in its
hands.
If one had money and power, one would naturally be liable to be attacked.
It was the right choice for the Duncans to withdraw from the center of power to focus on business development in Casier, leaving
only one branch in Loxton.
Seeing that Ronin looked like he had no end to continue asking, Bryan shouted with some impatience, “What? Even the food in
your mouth can’t stop you from talking?”
While they were eating, the cell phone Catherine placed aside rang.
The moment she picked up the phone, Branden heard Bryan and Ronin’s voice from the phone.
“You’re having a meal with your classmates?”
“Uh-huh!” Catherine responded casually.
Then she hung up the phone and continued eating.
Seeing her hang up, Bryan dared to speak.
“Catherine, is Uncle Branden coming over?”
“He’ll come later. He should be here when I’m done eating!”
Branden had just said he was coming to pick her up, but he did not say he was coming over to eat with them.
After hearing Catherine’s response, Bryan lowered his head and ate silently.
As much as he wanted to spit about Branden, he did not have the guts.

After all, Branden was the person he feared the most since he was a child and the man in charge of the Duncans, who even his
father feared.
Half an hour later, Catherine received a message from Branden.
Branden was already downstairs in the restaurant.
Just as Catherine finished eating, she packed her things and stood up.
“Goodbye!”
Catherine casually waved her hand and then walked out of the private room gracefully.
For Ronin, this was already quite common.
For Catherine to say goodbye to them before leaving could already be considered a good thing for them.
What more could they ask for?
Catherine went to the front desk and told the waiter the name of the private room. She was ready to pay the bill.
The waiter looked at her politely and said, “Miss, hi, Your bill has been paid.
It was ordered by our manager personally. He said you don’t need to pay the bill!”
Catherine frowned. Just as she was about to ask the reason, the manager came rushing in with a very respectful attitude.
“Miss Swann, hello. I am the manager of the restaurant!”
Catherine raised her eyebrows and glanced at him.
The manager immediately understood the meaning in Catherine’s gaze.
“Miss Swann, your bill is directly credited to the account. This restaurant is Mr. Duncan’s private property!”
Catherine understood instantly. Who else but Branden could be called “Mr. Duncan” in Casier?
It seemed Branden had a lot of private property. She needed to find time to thoroughly investigate his assets. After all, all of
these could very well become her property in the future.

Since it was Branden’s money, she did not refuse. Catherine waved her hand toward the manager. Under the awed gaze of the
manager, she left the restaurant.
Branden’s car was parked at the entrance.
It seemed there was a telepathic connection between Branden and Catherine. Branden noticed immediately the moment
Catherine appeared.
Then he stopped his movements and pushed open the car door to get out.
Paxton was used to it by now. As long as there was Catherine around, he was not qualified to even open the car door.
After Catherine bent down to sit in the car, Branden sat in after her. After smelling the faint coffee scent on her, Branden sniffed
lightly. He asked in a low voice, “Didn’t you have a barbecue?”
Catherine responded with a casual attitude. “I’m already tired of barbecue!
Branden smiled lightly. It was as if he was laughing at Catherine’s words that she was tired of barbecue.
Catherine, who had just finished eating, was too lazy to move even one finger. She leaned against the window with a lazy look
on her face.
Branden took her hand and put it in his hand to play.
Her skin was smooth and tender, especially her palm. It was softer and more tender than a baby.
Seeing that she was in a good mood, Branden opened his mouth slowly and asked, “I heard that something happened to
Korbin.”
“Uh-huh!” Catherine responded weakly. She did not sound like she was resisting or evading to talk about this topic.
The man then asked, “Do you need help?”
“No!”
Catherine responded exceptionally quickly. Her attitude showed that she did not care about the Swann family.
Branden understood and did not say anything more.

“Okay, you’re the boss!”
He would let her do whatever she wanted.
As for the opinions of the bystanders, what did it have to do with them?
Liana came out from inside the hospital room. The annoying atmosphere inside the hospital room built up so much pressure that
she could hardly breathe.
The ticking sounds were like the calling of death, making it impossible for her to stay in the hospital room for a moment.
Rachael asked Liana to stay there to look after Korbin before going back to the Langs.
Liana could not stand it and took out her phone to call her mother.
“Mom, I’m still in a hurry to get back to choose a school. You need to come here quickly!”
Rachael was also quite a bit annoyed when she answered the phone.
She did not really want to go to the hospital and was on the verge of suffocating right now. She could not think of a solution.
If she went to the hospital to face her unconscious husband on the hospital bed, she would be even more anxious.
“Liana, hold on a little longer. Your grandpa is feeling a bit unwell. I’ll go to the hospital after taking care of your grandpa!”
After saying that, Rachael hung up the phone.
Hearing the beep sound of the phone being hung up, Liana was so angry that she smashed the phone.
She knew better than anyone what her mother meant.
She thought to herself, “You clearly didn’t want to come. You’re leaving all the troubles to me and using my grandpa feeling
unwell as an excuse.
“If grandpa is feeling unwell, he has grandma, uncle, and the others to take care of him. How can it be your turn to take care of
him?”
Liana stood outside the hospital room. She looked through the glass window at her father lying on the hospital bed.

A touch of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes. She only hoped that her father would always sleep like this and never wake up
again.