All Her Secrets

Branden looked sideways and saw Catherine holding her face with one hand. She was leaning against the window with her eyes closed in a nap.

He reached out to wrap his broad palm around Catherine’s shoulders, exerting a slight force to make her lean into his arms. Catherine frowned slightly, thinking that Branden’s movements of embracing her were becoming more natural and proficient.

Just as she was about to struggle, she heard the man’s warm and magnetic low voice from above her head. “Don’t move. Taking a nap this way would be more comfortable.”

As Branden spoke, he pressed his cold fingertips repeatedly against Catherine’s head, soothing her entire head. It was a pleasant feeling.

Catherine, who had wanted to struggle free initially, closed her eyes in comfort as though a well-fed cat. The man’s eyes lowered. He saw Catherine leaning against his abdomen with her eyes closed and her face full of cute looks.

She now was completely different from her usual indifferent and aloof look. She was completely different from when she was on the motorcycle as she accelerated, racing with the wind.

And she was now also completely different from the domineering Catherine, who fought against many people alone inside Charm Bar.

At this moment, Catherine was just like a well-behaved little girl. She was so cute that he couldn’t help but stroke her.

How many identities and appearances did she have? Branden didn’t know. The only thing he knew was that this little girl continuously brings surprises.

He didn’t even want to investigate her. He just wanted to look forward to her brilliance every time, feeling her changes silently. Catherine didn’t know how long has she slept, and this was the first time she had fallen asleep unconsciously.

She was a particularly poor sleeper. Under normal circumstances, it was difficult for her to fall asleep. If she wasn’t in a place that made her feel extremely safe, her brain would remain on high alert even if asleep. Any noise and movement could wake her up immediately, and she rarely slept as deeply.

When she opened her eyes, there was blackness in front of her. After a moment of confusion, she realized she was still in Branden’s car, with her head resting on Branden’s soft abdomen.

“You’re awake?”

inside the pitch-black space, waking every single cell in

After that, she sat up slowly with her elbows propped on the cushions. The man’s hand reached her

was awake, her neck was indeed sore. With his massage, she

service silently. “How long did I sleep for?” she

replied before handing Catherine coffee. “Have some

she needed and wanted the most without her stating it. After a

a long time. Subconsciously, she thought she had only slept for 10 minutes or

you learned how to

her at were just right. He massaged her precisely and patiently, which instantly relieved

and his handsome face became

a moment. She didn’t expect that this would be the

to train by my Grandpa since I was

Catherine understood what he meant. Although she hadn’t seen Branden in a fight, she could vouch that Branden’s fighting

such abilities without plenty of training, even if someone had an innate advantage. She had

often give myself a massage” was a seemingly simple sentence. However, no one

that hard. After enduring that process, Catherine now thought it

herself and pushed the car door open to get out of the car. She was ready to go upstairs to rest. Unexpectedly,

go up by

was a bright sparkle in his obsidian eyes. They were as bright as the stars shining in

“You’re wrong!”

held her hand naturally, moving forward. When the elevator reached the floor where she lived, Branden took out the key in his pocket and shook it

He looked less serious and

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