All Her Secrets

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

“Boom, boom, boom…”

emitted a low roar, resembling the roar of a dormant dragon

out at lightning speed. Her stunning figure

remote village on the outskirts of Casier. No one would have thought a giant black market

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

upper bodies were fiercely fighting on a

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

and cheered as

Knock

People loved to place bets. As the player lost, the

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

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

all to see without restraint. Regulars here knew that the seemingly brutal

With time, everything would only become increasingly cruel and also

round, where the players were evenly matched,

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 little boy. To the discerning eye, these seemingly mismatched players were not at all peculiar in

the two players’ strengths stimulated the audience’s senses, and the

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

the betting odds, which was very tempting, no one was willing to place a bet on a skinny

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

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

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

of feminine eyes revealed a chilling smile. With a deep and eerie voice, he said, 11 What a pity, this little guy

cold female voice came

“Not really!”

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