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

“Boom, boom, boom…”

accelerated instantly, the motorcycle emitted a low roar,

shot out at lightning speed. Her stunning figure

outskirts of Casier. No one would

Tuesday, there was going to be a boxing match here. In the

bare upper bodies were fiercely fighting on a platform of

one landed on flesh. The dull sound of the collision of fists excited the

and cheered as

Knock

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

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

feel sorry for him, and no one would want to help him. Those spectators who lost the

to see without restraint. Regulars here knew that

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

Unlike the first round, where the players were evenly matched, the second round of boxing was

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

strengths stimulated the audience’s

boy, they could receive a payout that

the betting odds, which was very tempting, no

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

With one punch, the young boy fell to the ground. Everyone

for the elite VIPS. This

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

cold female voice came from the

“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

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