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.

toward Branden, stood before him, and asked in

eyes from the screen of his laptop and fixed his eyes

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

showed the curves of Catherine’s long and

abnormally cold temperament. Her eyes looked so sharp and

like he and

from

too smart for the other to

and put on an indifferent expression. His voice was low and

you

waste time with subtle talks, so

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

look at it. If you’re okay with

the top of

the document and

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

was

wanted to buy a marriage with Branden for

She was indeed generous!

“What if I disagree?”

might look light, but it was, in fact,

did not seem to be

expressionless. It was as

Her cold tone was

back slightly so that his back was pressed against the back of the sofa. He glanced at Catherine

“We’ll see!”