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.

her like a daughter. His methods were incredibly clever. He

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

to provide her with the necessary sugars and always chose those

spicy food. Branden never tried to convince her to quit spicy dishes. Instead, whenever he cooked, he would deliberately include a non-spicy dish. He would gradually increase the

habits. Catherine was well aware of all this and even started to accept

for balance in their relationship. It was easy to

fragrant juice filled her mouth.

whole carload of cantaloupes. Catherine glanced at the label on the cantaloupe. This cantaloupe was from Treland,

thousand dollars. Branden ordered a whole carload of cantaloupes. In an

you planning to go somewhere for the upcoming holiday?” Branden brought the fruit platter closer to Catherine, making it easier for her to eat while gaming. They had

looked up at Branden. She said casually, “I’m not really planning to go anywhere. I have to rehearse for a day because the National Literary

had been urging her repeatedly about this, so she had

on?” Catherine raised an eyebrow as she

he asked. “Sure,” Catherine replied. Since it was just a

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

there was no reason to refuse, especially when it wasn’t someone she disliked.

all left, the Langs were

currently held the power within the Swann