All Her Secrets

At the Duncans’ mansion.

In the exquisite and luxurious living room, two men entirely different in character were resting on the sofa.

Compared to how Triston was sprawled on the sofa, Branden, who had his laptop on his lap, was sitting upright.

Seeing how straight Branden was sitting, Triston couldn’t help but shake his head.

Some people were born to be other-worldly. One could never understand what these people were thinking.

The maid came to report the arrival of a guest.

“Mr. Duncan, Miss Catherine Swann is here!”

Triston jumped up from the sofa at the maid’s words and stumbled in front of Branden.

“Catherine Swann? Isn’t that the girl from the Swanns that has just returned from the countryside? Isn’t that your fiancée?”

Branden glanced at Triston lightly, and Triston shut up immediately at his look.

As Triston had stopped babbling, Branden raised his head slowly to look at the maid. “Bring her in!”

Seeing that Branden had asked for Catherine to come in, Triston decided to excuse himself from the room to save his life, despite being so curious that he was dying.

“I’ll be upstairs!”

As soon as Triston had left, Catherine walked into the living room.

As she entered the room, Catherine looked around the living room and accurately found where Branden was sitting.

before him, and asked in a

tore his eyes from the screen of his laptop and fixed

just like she did at the funeral. However, instead of the black pants she

showed the curves

an abnormally

he and Catherine were most

getting a “yes” from Branden, Catherine sat down

were both too smart for the other to beat

an indifferent expression. His voice was low and

you here

did not plan to waste time with subtle

laptop Branden had

If you’re okay with it, sign your name on

glanced at it and saw that on the top of the document were the

read the document and

kinds of agreements before, but

was really

to buy a marriage with Branden for a year with 20% of

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

might look light, but it was, in

to be

face remained expressionless. It was as if nothing could affect her

Her cold tone was

the back of the sofa. He glanced at Catherine with squinted eyes as

“We’ll see!”