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.

and asked

screen of his laptop and fixed his

instead of the black pants she was wearing, she had

perfectly showed the curves of Catherine’s

such gorgeous looks but let off an abnormally cold temperament. Her eyes looked so sharp and

feel like he and

getting a “yes” from Branden, Catherine sat

both too smart for the other to beat around

stopped looking playful and put on an indifferent expression. His voice was low and cold. He sounded a bit

you

did not plan to waste time with subtle talks, so she went straight

the document she had brought on the laptop Branden had just put down. Her voice

it. If you’re okay with it, sign your

saw that on the

the

before, but it would be

was really

Branden for a year with 20%

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

Catherine might look light, but it was,

not seem to be surprised at Branden’s

It was as if nothing

Her cold tone was

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

“We’ll see!”