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

“Boom, boom, boom…”

accelerated instantly, the motorcycle emitted a low roar, resembling the roar of

and the car shot out at lightning speed.

one would have thought a giant black

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

bare upper bodies were fiercely fighting on a platform of

dull sound of the collision of fists excited

cheered as if they had gone

wimp. Knock

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

on the failed player, even doubting themselves for betting on such a wimp. The loser was lying

him. Those spectators who lost the gamble couldn’t wait

to the extreme, laid bare for all to see

time, everything would only become

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

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 were not at all peculiar

the two players’ strengths stimulated the audience’s senses, and the odds for this

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

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

the match officially began. The tall player took the initiative to attack.

punch, the young boy fell to the ground. Everyone seemed unsurprised by this outcome. Not even a cheer

reserved for the elite VIPS. This was a place reserved

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 voice

“Not really!”

and bone-shivering coldness. She slowly walked out from the shadow and raised her head, revealing a stunning face that took

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