All Her Secrets

The Duncan Manor stood tall and imposing.

Paxton, holding the latest intelligence, approached the door of the study. Once granted permission, he cautiously pushed open the door. “Boss, there’s some information regarding the Swanns. Would you like to take a look?”

In the past, Paxton would have handled such matters himself without reporting to anyone. But things were different now; she was the head of the Swanns, and she would be Branden’s wife. That was to say, the Swanns were now considered part of the Duncans’ interests, so it was natural to report such matters to Branden.

Branden glanced over, frowning slightly. “Grelin Group?”

Paxton bowed and responded, “Boss, the Grelin Group is backed by the Coopers from Loxton, who are the in- laws of Mr. Facer.”

Noble families loved powerful alliances, and Jada’s mother also came from a prestigious background, with her family’s influence matching that of the Facers. Otherwise, Jada wouldn’t have gained Conor’s favor and affection.

Branden’s deep eyes narrowed slightly as he coldly stated, “Keep an eye on Grelin Group and find out what they’re up to.”

If Jada was not too foolish, she should know precisely what the consequences would be.

“Do we need to inform Miss Swann about this?” Paxton asked.

“No need. Kathy just started school recently and is busy with her studies,” Branden replied. His initially cold voice softened noticeably when he mentioned Catherine.

To her, going to university was just a way of experiencing a different life. How could she be busy with her studies? That’s

to Paxton. “Get me a ticket for the morning

was taken aback. “Isn’t it supposed to be in

possible, they had already been squeezing their schedule with no extra time. And now, Branden was asking to leave even earlier. Perhaps this was what ‘going to extreme lengths for the

Paxton was

Boss. I will prepare

at school, she had specifically assigned personnel to watch over

opportunity in a recent large-scale collaboration, but it involves a substantial amount. It may

years, Linda wouldn’t contact Catherine unless she met something

responded, “Send the documents to my

we need to pick up the pace. Otherwise, we’ll be late for Professor Hartley’s

raising her voice to get Catherine’s

over to her.

was rejected, Catherine’s status in Amelia’s eyes had risen several

to the classroom, and just as they entered, the bell for class rang. Amelia once again gave Catherine a thumbs-up. “Catherine, you’re amazing! You’ve calculated the

that with their walking speed, they would

composed. It wasn’t just confidence; it was also meticulous planning. If she could calculate every detail-distances, speed, frequencies-so accurately, she might also have that same composure. But these were things that an ordinary

roll her eyes silently. Her impression of Jada was