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.

preaching, Aidan gradually cto his senses. He shrugged helplessly and said, "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 no fun being a third wheel

and at this time, he'd rather video chat

to the sofa, lying down and playing with her phone. She had been busy in the laboratory

his computer. The two of them quietly did their own things, not disturbing each other,

of getting along was

the new benchmark in the city, an ultra-luxurious seven-star hotel where wealthy foreigners usually stayed. Atticus,

reading, couldn't help but frown and complain, “That's all?” Uneasy, the assistant cautiously replied, "Professor Sterling, this is the most information we could gather using our intelligence resources!"

that investigating Catherine required the use of intelligence resources, and they had

pondered, thinking it was very likely to happen. After all, she was a student of Marshall

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

her. As the heir of a financial conglomerate, money might just be a number to her. To manage the Swann Corporation's business while also working on a research project showed that her abilities were even more impressive than he had imagined. If she could be part of their laboratory, it would becthe best laboratory in the world! The assistant watched as Atticus looked at