All Her Secrets

Ronin’s response caused Catherine to furrow her brow. She lowered her voice and asked, “Did you find out who it was?”

Ronin was even more helpless when Catherine asked this. Despite his claim of being an intelligence guru, he couldn’t even dig up this bit of information.

“No.” Ronin’s tone was filled with frustration. “Boss, those people are acting mysteriously, and their whereabouts are well-hidden. I had the base’s people look into it, but we haven’t received any feedback yet. However, they don’t seem like they’re against us. It looks more like they want to help us.”

Catherine spoke up lazily after a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

“Since they’re not against us, let it be,” she said. Her meaning was clear. If those people were not enemies, they would leave them be. Ronin thought this approach was somewhat risky. After all, they didn’t know where these people came from.

However, Ronin couldn’t help but feel that Catherine had a point. After all, this group had appeared a few times. These people always supported them and never opposed them. Ronin thought inwardly, “Could they be from one of Boss’s many branches?”

Catherine had too many aliases, and sometimes Ronin wasn’t quite sure. Since Catherine said to leave it alone, Ronin would let it be for now and make a decision once there were other results.

“Find out who was responsible for Jonathan’s car accident,” Catherine said. After she gave Ronin the last task, she hung up the phone. Before Ronin could respond to Catherine, he heard the phone hanging up.

When Branden walked out of the kitchen with a plate of freshly cut fruits, Catherine was lounging on the living room couch and engrossed in a video game.

The couch was a recliner that Branden specially asked Paxton to pick out. It was incredibly comfortable, allowing one to sink into it completely. Branden placed the fruit platter on the small coffee table to the left of Catherine.

After he just set it down, Catherine instinctively reached for a piece of fruit and popped it into her mouth. Catherine still looked at the smartphone screen. Her movements were skilled and practiced, as if she had done this a thousand times before.

help but think Branden treated her like a daughter. His methods were incredibly clever. He never forced her to do anything and respected

something over time. For instance, after every meal, Branden would prepare

knew that Catherine didn’t have a sweet tooth. He used fruits to provide her with the necessary sugars and always

quit spicy dishes. Instead, whenever he cooked, he would deliberately include a non-spicy dish. He would gradually increase

Catherine was well aware of all this and even started to accept some of his ways.

knack for balance in their relationship. It was easy to get along

into perfectly sized pieces. Catherine took a bite, and the sweet, fragrant juice filled her mouth.

a whole carload of cantaloupes. Catherine

was as precious as a Hermès brand bag. On average, one of these cantaloupes could cost three to four thousand dollars. Branden

the fruit platter closer to Catherine, making it

planning to go anywhere. I have to rehearse for a day because the National

this, so she had scheduled a day for rehearsal during

raised an eyebrow as she

Catherine replied. Since it was just a one-day rehearsal, it didn’t matter which day it

earnestly. Triston bought a small island near Casier a while ago. How about

it was a holiday, it should be a time to relax. If someone was offering food, drinks, and entertainment, there was no reason to refuse, especially when it wasn’t someone she disliked. Catherine agreed and

time, Alyssa was at the Langs’, Once Rachael and the others had all left, the Langs were in disarray. Alyssa was the first to become restless since her family now

currently held the power within the