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.

executed a leg sweep and straddled this sleek silver- black motorcycle with

“Boom, boom, boom…”

instantly, the motorcycle emitted a low roar, resembling the

speed. Her stunning

village on the outskirts of Casier. No one would have thought

In the black market, boxing was commonly referred to

were fiercely fighting on a platform of several square

landed on flesh. The dull sound of the collision of

shouted, roared, and cheered as if they

you wimp. Knock

there was a competition, there was going to be some gambling going on. People loved

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

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

of human nature was unleashed to the extreme, laid bare for all to see without restraint. Regulars here knew that the seemingly brutal boxing matches

things happening. With time, everything would only become

the first round, where the

the left stood a tall and sturdy guy about 6 feet tall. On the right side was a short, thin, pale guy who looked like a malnourished

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

the young boy, they could receive a payout that was ten times their

very tempting,

initiative to attack. He silently counted down

boy fell to the ground. Everyone seemed unsurprised

an exclusive box was reserved for the elite VIPS. This was

pale, handsome face, a pair of feminine eyes revealed a chilling smile. With a deep and eerie voice, he said, 11

his words, a cold female

“Not really!”

bone-shivering coldness. She slowly walked out from the shadow and raised

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