All Her Secrets

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.

leg sweep and straddled this sleek silver- black motorcycle

“Boom, boom, boom…”

motorcycle emitted a low roar, resembling the roar of a dormant dragon

the accelerator, and the car shot out at lightning speed. Her stunning figure left a lasting impression, leaving people in

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

to be a boxing match here. In the black market, boxing

men with bare upper bodies were fiercely fighting on

each one landed on flesh. The dull sound

cheered as

Knock down that

there was a competition, there was going to be some gambling going on. People loved to place bets. As the player lost,

out their frustration from losing at boxing on the failed player, even doubting themselves for betting on such a wimp. The loser was lying

him. Those

extreme, laid bare for all to see

even more brutal things happening. With time, everything would only become

the first round, where the

pale guy who looked like a malnourished little boy. To the discerning eye, these seemingly mismatched players were not

two players’ strengths stimulated the audience’s senses, and the odds for this round were 1 to

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

significant difference in the betting odds, which was very tempting, no one was willing to

bell rang, the match officially began. The tall player took the initiative to attack. He

the ground. Everyone seemed

for the elite

his cold, pale, handsome face, a pair of feminine eyes revealed a chilling smile. With a deep and eerie voice, he said, 11 What a pity, this little guy looks pretty

after his words, a cold female voice came from the

“Not really!”

and softness of the man’s voice, the woman’s voice had a unique icy and bone-shivering coldness. She slowly walked out from the shadow and raised her