All Her Secrets

It was supposed to be a simple meal of barbecue. However, due to the appearance of Branden and Triston at the venue, the atmosphere at the dinner table became incredibly creepy.

Branden did not eat much himself. Occasionally, he would take some food and put it on Catherine’s plate. He did this so naturally as if they were an old couple.

Triston felt a little jealous. He had known Branden for so many years. However, the latter had never taken the initiative to pour him a glass of wine, let alone take food for him.

He felt crushed!

Bryan felt very uncomfortable looking at how Branden was showing his attention to Catherine. He felt that Branden was going to cheat his Boss. “Boss, that is the big bad wolf. Do not be cheated,” he shouted in his heart frantically.

However, the said big bad wolf was his Uncle Branden. He would not dare to challenge Branden, even if he had the guts. And as such, he drank quietly.

David saw that Bryan was not in the right mood. The others were not eating happily, so David. said carefully, “I’m almost done eating. I have not done my homework for the evening, so I shall go first!”

After he finished speaking, the rest also started giving similar reasons.

Branden glanced at Catherine and noticed that she had already stopped eating. He graciously nodded his head and agreed to leave.

When Bryan went to settle the bill, he was informed that Paxton had already done so.

Bryan was so furious that he could not even do better than his Uncle Branden when settling the bill.

But what could be done?

He could only put up with it!

When they reached the door, Branden suddenly stopped and said to Catherine, “Let me send you back.”

His tone carried no doubt as if everything should have been done this way.

However, before Catherine could answer, Bryan suddenly popped up and said, “Boss came on her motorcycle!”

Branden raised his eyebrows and looked toward Catherine, who reached out and pointed to the parking spot on the side.

That black, dazzling Harley-Davidson looked extraordinarily different from the row of luxury cars parked at the side.

cute, soft-looking girl like Catherine would take

“That is so cool!”

Catherine. The expression on his handsome

looked at him from top to bottom

from the office, so he wore what he wore at work. That was a silver- gray suit with a slim-fitting

suit sitting inside a top business car, swirling a glass of red wine, and looking at all

match

handsome with a charismatic charm. Both his

took out the key and threw it to Branden. When

too late to refuse now. Catherine could only look down and scold herself quietly.

she looked up again, Branden had already ridden the motorcycle and stopped

be a sense of contradiction, but there was none

helmet and helped

deep eyes made Catherine give up

her head gently. There was a rare tenderness in those

seat instead of wrapping around Branden’s waist. It was as if she was

Vroom!

was like thunder, and it disappeared in

of a handsome couple was

a long time before everyone

long time. He subconsciously said, “When did Uncle Branden learn how to

had high expectations of Uncle Branden since he showed

even though he was just a few years older

had already started looking at the

would always

seeing such a willful and evil side of his Uncle Branden so suddenly had made him a

your Uncle Branden, you are still too young. Your Uncle Branden was the famous god of racing in Casier back then. His

such a thing

the other side, Branden took Catherine through the streets and small alleys on the motorcycle. Catherine could tell

wealthy family, who sat in the office daily, could ride a motorcycle this

handsome Harley-Davidson sped down the

there was a roar of an engine