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.

that too. He did not expect such a cute, soft-looking girl like Catherine would take a liking to this wild ride. He could not

“That is so cool!”

his eyebrows and looked at Catherine. The expression on his handsome face remained unchanged as he repeated his

at him from top to

come directly from the office, so he wore what he wore at work. That was

swirling a glass of red wine, and looking at all

did not match

one glance. He took off the jacket immediately and threw it to Paxton. He unbuttoned the shirt to chest level, looking all evil and handsome with a charismatic charm. Both his sleeves were pulled up above the

the key and threw it to Branden. When she realized it, Branden had already

too late to refuse now. Catherine could only look down

Branden had already ridden the motorcycle and stopped in front

would be a sense of contradiction, but there was

the helmet and

eyes made Catherine give

her head gently. There was a rare tenderness in those breathtaking eyes. Catherine fell deeply

seat instead of wrapping around Branden’s waist.

Vroom!

of the motorcycle was like thunder, and

a handsome

a long time before

back to his senses after a long time. He subconsciously said, “When did Uncle Branden

the family had high expectations of Uncle Branden since he showed great intelligence and

from others even though he was

looking at the company’s report. He started following his great-grandfather around to learn

always be the meticulous, dignified, and noble image of

side of

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

thing happen?” Bryan

and small alleys on the motorcycle. Catherine could tell that his riding skills

who sat in the

Harley-Davidson sped down

there was a roar of an engine behind