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.

just put on any clothes and apply light makeup. She thought that was enough. "Okay." Branden's voice

was sure that his woman would still be the center of attention throughout

on the outskirts of Loxton was radiant and brightly

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

in Loxton. Those

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

only dared to discuss quietly. No one dared to accuse loudly. Everyone present was shrewd. This person could drive so blatantly despite the strict control of the

the head of the Claytons stepped forward and personally opened the door

walked around to

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

focused on this

host of today's banquet. Since the decline of the Facers, led by Conor, the branch ΟΠ of the Claytons, ledy Jaxton, had NO risen. It was said that their family had received mysterious investments. Not only did they successfully take on several profitable projects, but they also obtained

who could be so important that both the head of the Claytons

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

a twinge of pity. Perhaps he shouldn't have brought her along. “You can sleep a little longer. I'll