All Her Secrets

Catherine was playing games with Branden in the lounge when Paxton knocked on the door.

"Boss, the guests have arrived," Paxton said.

Branden glanced at Catherine, who was still playing the gand casually dismissed Paxton. "We'll go out later." Paxton understood his boss's intention and obediently stepped aside to wait.

Catherine reclined on the comfortable sofa the whole time, only putting down her phone after finishing a round of the game.

Even though she had been playing the game, she had still heard Paxton's report earlier.

"Let's go." Branden didn't move immediately. Instead, he patiently asked Catherine, " Not interested in your ganymore?" "I'm bored of always winning," she replied, her words carrying extrarrogance.

If someone else had said that, they would have been despised. However, it was Catherine who said those words, and that made all the difference. After all, everyone knew what a legendary figure she was in the gaming world.

She didn't just play games; she also developed them. Several of the world's most popular games only existed because of Catherine's participation and design. The copyright incfrom these games alone enabled Catherine to make a fortune every day.

being short of money all the time. She made money faster than a money-printing machine, but unfortunately, Arbotte Laboratory was just a money shredder. The two of them left the lounge with Paxton, and they soon saw Atticus chatting and mingling with the crowd. Catherine immediately recognized the man with a goatee

noticed Catherine, his eyes lit up with

seemed he wasn't surprised to see Catherine at this kind of event, considering he had already investigated her background

background, seeing her at this high-society gathering wasn't surprising. Atticus walked straight towards Catherine, his face beaming with

fate bringing people together is true, right?" Catherine gave him a cold glance and sarcastically said, "The culture of Eskana is profound and extensive. It's normal for you to have a shallow understanding of it, Professor Sterling. In Eskana, there's indeed a saying that goes, 'Enemies are bound to meet!'" Atticus's smile froze momentarily, but then he quickly regained his eerie grin. "Miss Swann, I truly admire and respect you. It's truly remarkable for someone of your age to achieve such success in your field. You don't need to be hostile towards me. If we can't work together, we can still be friends!" Catherine lowered her eyes, and her deep gaze seemed like an endless abyss of darkness. "Hostile? That's not the case, Professor Sterling. Not everyone has the right to be my enemy." Her bold words felt like a resounding slap across Atticus's face, leaving him utterly

looked at Atticus with disdain and mockery in his eyes. His sharp gaze. The bloodthirsty

away from people you shouldn't get close to." He

Branden and had heard srumors about this young

cruel, Branden was

his anger, Atticus forced a smile. "Mr. Duncan, your words makefeel like there might be a misunderstanding between us!" Branden was not polite, his icy voice dripping with sarcasm." Misunderstanding? That's not the case, Professor Sterling. Not everyone has the right to misunderstand me." His tone and phrasing were exactly what Catherine

his composure. He almost threw a fit but managed to hold it in. Eventually, he found an excuse and left with a friend

approached and whispered, "Boss, Professor Vulture really has spatience. The nickn'Vulture' suits him well. If he doesn't