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.

leg sweep and straddled this sleek silver- black motorcycle

“Boom, boom, boom…”

the motorcycle emitted a low roar,

the accelerator, and the car shot out at lightning speed. Her stunning figure left

would have thought a

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

strong men with bare upper bodies were fiercely fighting on a platform of several

each one landed on flesh. The dull sound of

and cheered as if they

wimp. Knock

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

even doubting themselves for betting on such a wimp. The loser

one would want to help him. Those spectators who lost

laid bare for all to see without restraint. Regulars here knew

more brutal things happening. With time, everything would only

Unlike the first round, where

On the right side was a short, thin, pale guy who looked like a malnourished little boy. To the discerning eye, these seemingly mismatched players were not at

the audience’s senses, and the odds for this

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

odds, which was very tempting, no one was willing

initiative to attack. He silently counted down in his mind, wanting to end the game as

to the ground. Everyone seemed unsurprised by this outcome. Not even a cheer

was reserved for the elite VIPS. This was a place reserved for a small number

man was shaking the red wine glass in his hand. On his cold, pale, handsome face, a pair of feminine eyes revealed a chilling smile. With a deep and eerie

a cold female

“Not really!”

voice, the woman’s voice had a unique icy and bone-shivering coldness. She slowly walked out from the shadow and raised her head, revealing a stunning face that

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