All Her Secrets

Chapter 313

Chapter 313 Boxing Match

Just as Catherine walked out of the school gate, she received a phone call from Branden. Without hesitation, she casually picked her phone up and put it next to her ear.

A melodic male voice came through the telephone, warming her ears.

‘School’s out, right?” asked Branden.

“Mhmm!” Catherine lazily responded.

“Some businesses came up last minute. I won’t be able to pick you up today. Should I send a driver to take you back home?”

The driver would be waiting at the school gate anytime if Catherine wanted. The condition was that she agreed.

Catherine replied coldly, “No need. I have plans for tonight, too!”

“What plans?”

“None of your business” was something that Catherine originally wanted to say, but when it came to her lips, she changed it to something else.

“I am going to rehearse with Ronin and Bryan!”

Branden had no intention of interfering with Catherine’s business, as he understood that Catherine disliked being confined.

If the burden of her shackles became too heavy, she could leave anytime without even bothering to say goodbye.

“Take care of yourself. Give me a call if anything goes wrong!” said Branden. After listening to Branden’s instructions, Catherine hung up the phone and walked into the nearby alley.

In the depths of the narrow alley stood a house. Catherine pressed the app on her phone, and the electric shutter door of the house opened automatically.

Only a silver-black motorcycle was parked on the first floor of the spacious house. Sunshine was shining on the body of the motorcycle, making it dazzling.

a leg sweep and straddled this sleek silver- black motorcycle

“Boom, boom, boom…”

emitted a low

lightning speed. Her stunning figure left a lasting impression, leaving people

outskirts of Casier. No one would have thought a giant black market was hidden underneath

to be a boxing match here. In the black market, boxing was commonly referred to as

bodies were fiercely

punch, each one landed on flesh. The dull sound

cheered as if they had

Knock down that

going on. People loved to place bets. As the player lost, the audience who lost money

for betting on such a wimp. The loser was lying in a pool of blood, all

for him, and no one would want to help him. Those spectators who lost the gamble couldn’t wait to go up and tear him

unleashed to the extreme, laid bare for all to see without restraint. Regulars here knew that the seemingly brutal boxing matches were just an

there would be even more brutal things happening. With time, everything would only become increasingly cruel and also

the first round, where the players were evenly matched, the second round of boxing was more exciting and

6 feet tall. On the right side was a short, thin, pale guy who looked like a malnourished little

audience’s senses, and the odds for this

wager on the victory of the young boy, they could receive a payout that was ten times

which was very tempting,

officially began. The tall player took the initiative to attack. He silently counted down in his mind, wanting to

the ground. Everyone seemed unsurprised

the audience area, , an exclusive box was reserved for the elite VIPS. This was

red wine glass in his hand. On his cold, pale, handsome face, a pair of feminine eyes revealed a chilling smile.

his words, a cold female

“Not really!”

unique icy and bone-shivering coldness. She slowly

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