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.

asked in a calm

of his laptop and fixed

wearing a white T-shirt, just like she did at the funeral. However, instead of the black

fitted blue jeans perfectly showed the curves of Catherine’s long and

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

almost feel like he

“yes” from Branden, Catherine sat down

both too smart for the

on an indifferent expression. His voice was low and cold. He

you here

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

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

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

the top of

the

but it would be

woman was

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

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

might look

did not seem to

and beautiful face remained expressionless. It was as if nothing could

Her cold tone was

slightly so that his back was pressed against the back of the sofa. He glanced at Catherine with squinted eyes as a light

“We’ll see!”