All Her Secrets

Catherine slept until noon the next day. Seeing her sleep for so long, Branden didn't dare to make greasy dishes for her. He made ssoup and a few light side dishes. Although they were light, they were very delicious.

After Catherine got up and sat at the dining table, Branden brought the hot soup to her. She picked up the bowl of soup and began to enjoy it. Ever since she met Branden, her stomach problems have improved a lot.

The soup Branden made tasted more and more delicious. It smelled so good! As Catherine ate it, Branden wore a bright smile on his face. For him, watching Catherine eat the food he cooked was more satisfying than making a business deal worth tens of billions of dollars.

When Catherine put down her bowl, Branden reached out to take it, but Catherine stopped him. “Enough!" Brariden couldn't stand to see her bowl empty and wanted to refill it at any time. She actually ate a lot. Compared to most girls, she did have a bigger appetite. The reason she didn't gain weight was that she was still relatively young with a fast metabolism and high-intensity exercise all year round, making it impossible for her to gain weight.

But staying with Branden, she had gained several pounds, an effect that Ronin had been working on for many years without achieving.

Seeing that she was unwilling, Branden did not insist. Instead, he gazed at her with one hand supporting his face. "Are you going to the lab today?" Catherine thought for a moment. The laboratory's calculation data was still running, and the speed of mathematical modeling was not that fast. She didn't have a reason to go back to the laboratory now. "I don't have to." These four words meant that she didn't have to go back if he needed her to stay, but she would rather stay in the laboratory if there was nothing to do. She believed that with Branden's understanding of her, he would make the most appropriate judgment.

Branden smiled gently. "Well then, accompanyto a banquet tonight." Catherine didn't ask anything and agreed directly, "Okay!" She knew that Branden, like her, did not like noisy places. There must be a reason since he asked her to go with him. Besides, with Branden there, she didn't have to overthink.

"Did you needto arrange a stylist for you?" Branden asked.

Catherine wearily waved her hand. " There's no need." Each styling session took hours, and Catherine didn't want to waste ton these meaningless things.

apply light makeup. She thought

woman would still be the center of attention throughout the event, even

shone brightly. An estate on the outskirts of Loxton was radiant and brightly lit. Luxury cars

dressed in high-end and glamorous attire with an air of nobility, got

was a well-known entrepreneur in Loxton.

black Bentley slowly passed by, heading towards the main entrance. The tires rolled over the red carpet,

straight to the main entrance?" "Just look at the license plate!" "Oh my..." The whispers were continuous, and people only dared to discuss quietly. No one dared to accuse loudly. Everyone present was shrewd. This person could drive so blatantly despite the strict

of the Claytons stepped

the other party and walked around to the other side

knew who could get Branden to open the door for them personally. He stood still, waiting for the person

was focused on

investments. Not only did they successfully take on several profitable projects, but they also

a mystery as to who could be so important that both the head of the

sat in the chair, resting. The moment the car door opened, she slowly opened

of pity. Perhaps he shouldn't have brought her along. “You can sleep a little longer. I'll wait for you," he