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.

like Catherine would take a liking to this wild ride. He

“That is so cool!”

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

at him from top to bottom

he wore at work. That was a silver- gray suit

business car, swirling a glass of red wine, and looking at all other

attire did not match the motorcycle

chest level, looking all evil and handsome with a charismatic charm. Both his sleeves were pulled up above the forearms, exposing his well-toned forearms. The bronzed skin carried a hint

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

now. Catherine could only look down and scold herself

Branden had already ridden the motorcycle

contradiction, but there was none at all.

the helmet and helped

misty, deep eyes made Catherine give

a rare tenderness in

on the back seat instead of wrapping around Branden’s waist. It was as if she was trying to keep a distance

Vroom!

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

of a handsome couple was a

gone for a long time before everyone

subconsciously said, “When did Uncle Branden

family had high expectations of Uncle Branden since he showed

a different life from others even though

with his companions, Uncle Branden had already started looking at the company’s report. He started following his

his Uncle Branden would always be

evil side of his Uncle

and sighed again. “Compared to your Uncle Branden, you are

a thing happen?”

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

that the heir of a wealthy family, who

Harley-Davidson sped

there was a roar of