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

T-shirt, just like she did at the funeral. However, instead of the black pants she was wearing, she had changed into a pair

jeans perfectly showed the curves of Catherine’s

off an abnormally cold temperament. Her

feel like he and Catherine were

“yes” from Branden,

smart for the other

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

you

time with subtle talks, so she went straight to the

laid the document she had brought on the laptop Branden had

okay with

it and saw that on the top of the

read the document

signed all kinds of agreements before, but it would be his first

was

marriage with Branden for a year with 20% of the Swann

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

Catherine might look light, but it

to be

and beautiful face remained expressionless. It

it!” Her cold

was pressed against the back of the sofa. He glanced at

“We’ll see!”