All Her Secrets

Catherine didn’t even glance at the documents the kidnapper held. She had one request.

“I’ll sign when I see her.”

Catherine stood at the entrance of the factory. The afternoon sun cast a glow upon her, which made it impossible to discern her expression or features.

However, she exuded an intense aura that was hard to ignore. Upon hearing Catherine’s demand, the scarred man sneered and squinted his eyes. He stared at Catherine with a malevolent look in his gaze.

“Kid, I’ve got the upper hand now. You’re no one to negotiate with me.

“Come over here and sign this obediently. I’m giving you this opportunity because you’ve got some guts left. Don’t think just because you’re a girl, I can’t handle you.”

The scarred man often enjoyed hunting in the mountains, but when he captured prey, he wouldn’t immediately finish it off.

Instead, he’d give the prey a glimmer of hope and let it escape. When the prey believed it had escaped, he’d recapture and kill it.

He would make his prey experience the utmost despair before eventually dying in agony. To the scarred man, Catherine was now just like the prey he had recently captured. However, this was just the scarred man’s imagination.

After all, he was facing Catherine.

Catherine idly played with her fingers.

She was thoroughly uninterested in the scarred man’s nonsense. She remained calm and casually looked up, with her eyebrows slightly arched.

“Stop wasting time. If you’re going to act, do it quickly!”

confidence. He looked at Catherine mockingly and waved his hand toward

were overkill. His two henchmen rubbed their hands eagerly and stepped forward with smiles

itching for Catherine for a while now. With her stunning face and attractive figure, she

even better than the top-notch ladies from the high-end clubs. And she came from a wealthy family to

them. They would

out a hand when he was just a step away from Catherine. But before

in. The men couldn’t quite grasp how Catherine moved so quickly, but

came two crisp snaps, and his forearm was twisted into an unnatural position. He didn’t even

raised her leg and brought it down

“Ah…”

on the ground in agony. The force behind that kick was enough to

up close, leaving him petrified. He had been in the game for years and seen many tough folks, but never had he witnessed anything as terrifying

was just a young

and lightly beckoned him with her finger. The henchman screamed in fear and

a powerful kick, sending him flying through the air before crashing onto the

of dust. The henchman struggled to get up and attempted to seek help from the scarred

as he opened his mouth, a surge of blood gushed from his lips. Then he collapsed to the ground without lifting his head. The scarred man was splattered with his comrade’s blood. He

that moment, he finally understood why his boss had warned him to be cautious of

With anxiety, he felt regret that he didn’t

Catherine take the substance and then have her

he dismissed her as just a pretty girl. He thought his boss

he realized his

behind him. They were all armed with weapons. He himself had a revolver

He looked at his henchmen as he raised his arms and shouted, “Let’s go

the scarred man’s call, the henchmen brimmed with enthusiasm. Catherine still maintained her indifferent posture. She was seemingly unimpressed with