All Her Secrets

Aidan was indeed a good cook. Most importantly, he knew how to cater to Catherine's appetite. The four of them polished off all six dishes.

Aidan watched Catherine put down her fork and prop up her chin, looking at her expectantly.

"Catherine, tell me, how's my cooking? Is it much better than Mr. Duncan's?" Just as he had said earlier, he might not be able to compete with Branden in other ways, but he was confident he wouldn't lose in terms of cooking.

Just as Aidan thought he would hear praise, Catherine calmly said, "I like Branden's cooking!" Branden quietly leaned back in his chair, a look of satisfaction in his eyes. He knew that she liked everything he cooked.

Aidan immediately retorted. "How is that possible? Can Mr. Duncan's cooking be better than mine?" Triston, who was listening on the side, rolled his eyes and pushed Aidan.

"Aidan, have you been single for too long, so you're going dumb? What you're cooking with is your skills, so you're just a skilled cook. What Mr. Duncan is cooking with is his love! Love! Do you understand?" Triston couldn't stand it and even scolded Aidan for lacking emotional intelligence.

"Fine, it's my fault." "Humph, you guys are just bullyingfor being single now!" Aidan snorted inwardly. "The power of love? Who cares?" "You only have yourself to blame, man! "Triston stared at him with disdain. " Finish eating and get out of here. We're both third wheels here!" Triston didn't want to stay here any longer. After watching Branden's public display of affection for such a long time, he also wanted to find a girlfriend and make others envious. It was

Audrey so much, and at this time, he'd

back to the sofa, lying down and playing with her phone. She had been busy in the laboratory these days, and she rarely had tto relax herself. She wanted to take a

one hand and used the other to work on his computer. The two of them quietly did their own things, not disturbing each other, getting along like a

of getting along was

in Loxton, was the new benchmark in the city, an ultra-luxurious seven-star hotel where wealthy foreigners

snew information to Atticus. "Professor Sterling, here are the documents you requested!" Atticus eagerly set aside what he was doing and reached for the documents. He opened them and, before he could even start reading, couldn't help but frown and complain, “That's all?” Uneasy, the assistant cautiously replied, "Professor Sterling, this is the most information we

was surprised to hear this. He couldn't believe that investigating Catherine required the use of intelligence

sealed Catherine's information?" he pondered, thinking it was very likely to happen. After all, she was a student of Marshall at Styre University and a

the head of the Duncans in Casier,” and “the top scorer of the SAT in Eskana

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