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.

sweep and straddled this sleek silver- black motorcycle

“Boom, boom, boom…”

a low roar, resembling the roar of

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

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

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

were fiercely fighting on a platform

The dull sound of the collision of fists

cheered as if

Knock down that

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

player, even doubting themselves for betting on such

to help him. Those spectators who lost the gamble couldn’t

see without restraint. Regulars here knew

time, everything would only become increasingly cruel and

boxing came the second round. Unlike the first round, where the

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 little boy. To the discerning eye, these seemingly mismatched players

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

young boy, they could

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

to attack. He silently counted down in

punch, the young boy fell to the ground. Everyone seemed unsurprised by this

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

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 voice, he said, 11 What a pity, this

words, a cold

“Not really!”

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

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