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.

a daughter. His methods were incredibly clever. He never forced her to do anything and respected her

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

have a sweet tooth. He used fruits to provide her with the

to convince her to quit spicy dishes. Instead, whenever he cooked,

and even started

It was easy to get

a bite, and the sweet, fragrant juice filled her mouth. Catherine couldn’t help but praise it.

whole carload of cantaloupes. Catherine glanced

brand bag. On average, one of these cantaloupes could cost three to four thousand dollars. Branden ordered a whole carload of cantaloupes. In an instant, a string

Catherine, making it easier for her to

said casually, “I’m not really planning to go anywhere. I have

teacher had been urging her repeatedly about this, so she had scheduled a

there something going on?” Catherine raised an

replied. Since it was just a

nodded earnestly. Triston bought a small island near Casier a while ago. How about I take you there for a

someone was offering food, drinks, and entertainment, there was no reason to refuse, especially when it wasn’t someone she disliked. Catherine agreed and said, “Sounds good. Just

the Langs were in disarray. Alyssa was the first to become restless since her family now relied heavily

had said was true, then Catherine currently held the power within the Swann Corporation. In that case, they would be cutting off their own financial lifeline