All Her Secrets

Soon, everyone else left, leaving only Catherine and Leonel in the spacious chairperson’s office.
Knowing that it wasn’t the right time earlier with others around, Leonel finally mustered the courage to speak up. “Miss Swann,
do you intend to shake up the Swann Corporation?” he asked.
Catherine casually reclined on the genuine leather sofa. “Something is decaying here. Should we let it fester instead of cutting it
off?” she responded without even glancing at Leonel.
She was right, but the Swanns was not ordinary. It was inevitable for prestigious families to have their share of hidden secrets.
Moreover, Eskana culture placed a high value on familial connections. People often trusted their relatives and friends rather than
hiring outside talent for important positions. Over time, this led to issues and problems within companies.
After giving it some thought, Leonel concluded that he should still remind Catherine so she could make the right decision. “Miss
Swann, even when your grandfather was alive, he struggled with such matters. After all, every rose has its thorns. You should
proceed with caution,” he advised.
A hint of coldness flickered across Catherine’s indifferent face, displaying her determination and pride. She smirked as she
looked at the name of the finance manager on the document, her gaze icy and piercing.
She had to cut out the rot.
Out with the old, and in with the new.
Catherine had a few responsibilities at the Swann Corporation, overseeing a large team of talented individuals. If every decision
had to go through the chairperson, what was the purpose of having these capable people?
The company would be fine even if there were no decision-makers for two or three months. The management team that Vicente
hired would ensure the continuation of the company’s base operations.
However, achieving Catherine’s target of a 30% increase in stock price within three months seemed nearly impossible.
That goal could only be realized if Catherine found a project capable of rapidly boosting the Swann Corporation’s stock price and
instilling significant hope in the shareholders. Otherwise, it would remain a mere fantasy.
Having waited for the past two days, Leonel couldn’t help but worry when he saw no signs of action from Catherine. He
wondered if Catherine’s three-month plan was merely a temporary strategy or if she had other ideas in mind. Her calm demeanor

was making him anxious.
“Miss Swann, I have a few documents here. Would you like to take a look? These are the
contacts of your grandfather’s friends. With their assistance, we might be able to secure some promising projects,” Leonel
proposed.
At that moment, Catherine held her vintage phone and deftly played a game, her fingers moving swiftly.
While Leonel spoke, she encountered an opposing team in the game, a squad of four members. She, on the other hand, was
playing solo.
In her hands, she held a VSS sniper rifle, while the sniper on the opposite hill wielded a 98K rifle with a long-range scope of at
least 6x magnification.
The enemy team had the upper hand, as the sniper on the opposite hill didn’t consider Catherine a significant threat.
Furthermore, Catherine wore only a level 2 helmet. If her enemies raised their guns, a single grazing shot would eliminate her
Undeterred, Catherine calmly tossed a smoke grenade towards the southeast corner, then turned her attention to the documents
Leonel had placed before her, nodding as if she was indifferent.
“Looks good!”
Observing her engrossed in the game, Leonel leaned in to take a look at her phone and realized it was the same game his son
had been playing lately.
Catherine swiftly opened the built-in scope of the VSS and fired a volley of shots. Utilizing the silencer, she skillfully took down
the opposing sniper with three accurate shots.
Capitalizing on her opponents’ distraction, she seized the opportunity and created a diversion by throwing two smoke grenades.
Seeing that she has thrown smoke grenades, the enemies assumed she was scared and was trying to escape. After all, one
against four had little chance of success.
Who could have known that she would make it to the door and, with a hand grenade, kill a team with four members?
Her enemies were furious and cursed.

“What the hell? Is she cheating? How is this even possible? VSS against the godlike 98K sniper rifle, and the latter lost?
Something’s fishy..
“I am sure she is cheating! I’ll report this account. If the report fails, I’m deleting the game tomorrow!”
“Yeah, we have to report this player...”
The four-member team continued to complain about Catherine. She responded with boredom, smirking at their antics before
turning off the game.
Turning her head, she noticed Leonel staring intently at her phone.
Arching an eyebrow, she shot him a questioning look.
Leonel immediately snapped out of it, his embarrassment evident. “I was checking it out since my son plays this game too. It
seems you have great skills,” he explained.
This game had gained worldwide popularity, with daily top-up volumes nearly surpassing those of a mobile game Catherine had
developed in the past.
Curiosity piqued, Catherine played the game as part of her preparatory work for the game she planned to develop for the
Duncan Corporation.
“I know!”
Catherine responded calmly and began reviewing the papers Leonel had given her. Just as she picked up one of the documents,
the office door suddenly burst open.
Quickly following, Johnathan stormed towards Catherine’s desk, his face filled with anger and arrogance.
Linda and the junior secretaries trailed behind him.
Linda glanced at Catherine and respectfully spoke, “Miss Swann, I apologize for the disturbance. Allow me to escort Mr.
Johnathan out!”
Catherine’s expression remained indifferent as she allowed Linda to handle the situation.

Linda reached out to grab Johnathan but was forcefully pushed away by him. Johnathan glared at Linda with disdain and cursed,
“Bitch, mind your own business. I’m here to deal with that jinx, not you. Get the fuck out of here.”
Johnathan’s icy gaze lingered on Linda, his face exuding contempt and haughtiness. He couldn’t understand why everyone,
even his father, feared Linda. What was so terrifying about this woman? This was the Swann Corporation, a company that would
one day belong to him. Why would he allow this woman to interfere in his affairs?
Linda straightened her posture, her face growing gloomy. She reached for her business phone, intending to call the security
guards.
Who did this brat think he was?
However, as she reached for her phone, she felt a piercing gaze and looked up.
She met Catherine’s cold eyes and instantly understood what Catherine meant. She put her phone down and waited to see how
she would handle the situation.
Johnathan thought Linda was scared of him. He also thought he was in charge and slapped the desk before Catherine. “Who do
you think you are? Who told you you could ask the HR department to fire my uncle?” he shouted at her.
Leonel sighed. He still couldn’t understand how the Swanns could rear such a child.
Fortunately, Vicente had the foresight to write a will in advance. He would like to see how Catherine would deal with this spoiled
boy of the Swanns.