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

“That is so cool!”

his handsome face remained unchanged as he repeated his words. “Let me

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work. That was a silver- gray suit with a slim-fitting

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

not match the motorcycle at

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 forearms, exposing his

Then, she took out the key and threw

could only look down and scold herself quietly. “Lust

Branden had already ridden the motorcycle and stopped

would be a sense of contradiction, but there was none at

the helmet and helped Catherine wear

eyes made Catherine

was a rare tenderness in those breathtaking eyes.

onto the motorcycle, subconsciously leaning her hands on the back seat instead of wrapping around Branden’s waist. It was as if she was

Vroom!

of the motorcycle was like thunder, and it disappeared in front of

of a handsome

had been gone for a long time before everyone realized

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

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

Uncle Branden lived a different life from others even though he was just

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

had of his Uncle Branden would always be the meticulous, dignified, and noble image

of his Uncle Branden

Bryan’s shoulder, and sighed again. “Compared to your Uncle Branden, you are still too young. Your Uncle Branden was the famous god of racing in Casier back then.

thing

through the streets and small alleys on the

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

handsome Harley-Davidson sped down the

roar of an engine behind