All Her Secrets

Catherine sat in the quiet and cramped office with an imposing posture, playing games on her phone. Across from her sat the man assigned as the leader of the investigation team at Styre University, Lorcan Fitzpatrick.

As the youngest investigator in the entire procuratorate, Lorcan's abilities were not to be underestimated. Returning from studying in Alton, he was a top talent with dual degrees, specially recruited into the procuratorate. Despite his young age, he had an impressive track record and was hailed as a walking lie detector by the procuratorate. His exceptional psychological talent left no room for deception in his presence.

For over half an hour, Lorcan had been sitting face to face with Catherine, but this time, the usually unbeatable Lorcan was failing. He couldn't read Catherine's mind at all. In fact, in his opinion, Catherine seemed more like a psychological expert than he did.

Lorcan sighed deeply, hesitated for a long time, and decided to take the initiative, a first in his professional career.

"Miss Swann, don't you want to talk toabout the leak? Or perhaps you wantto help clear your name?" he asked.

Catherine raised her head leisurely, her eyes cold and devoid of warmth as she replied, “Not interested." Her face seemed to bear the word "arrogant" at this moment, exuding an overwhelming air of superiority.

Lorcan was furious, not someone who easily lost his temper. But the sense of powerlessness in front of Catherine made him feel extremely frustrated. It seemed that negotiation was futile. Taking a deep breath, he chose to persuade her.

"Miss Swann, I've heard you are Professor Hartley's favorite student. You should be aware of his authority and reputation in the industry. Being his student and entering the lab at such a young age guarantee you a promising future. Don't let this incident ruin your prospects." As Catherine's greached its final stage, the persistent annoyance buzzing in her ear tightened her furrowed brow even further. She was getting impatient, wondering why things were moving so slowly. "Do I have to do everything myself, even such a simple investigation?" she asked inwardly.

Tossing her phone aside, Catherine looked up at Lorcan. When their eyes met, a sense of unease arose within Lorcan. He had never encountered someone with such a powerful aura before, leaving him momentarily speechless and forgetting the words he was about to say.

Lorcan's drifting thoughts back. Realizing his loss of composure, he felt a tinge of annoyance. He hadn't intended to

technique. During his pursuit of a PhD in psychology in Alton, he delved deeply into hypnosis with his mentor. After returning to

tgiven from his immediate superior and driven by an inexplicable sense of defeat, Lorcan decided to use hypnosis to control Catherine's consciousness,

of birth," he

the state of hypnosis. He knew he had successfully hypnotized her and could now formally question her about the leaked experimental data, confident that she would

hearing the affirmative answer, Lorcan felt a sense of triumph. He had ultimately succeeded. To quickly uncover the truth, he moved

you to steal the data?"

silence, Catherine gave

subconscious response, and she couldn't be lying, but how could she give an answer like this? "Am I the mastermind behind all

up. He was awake! When he saw Catherine's deep gaze, he realized that everything he had just experienced was an

man who had kicked the door open and stormed in, and his strong presence made Lorcan furrow

you get in?" Branden turned his head to look at Lorcan, and his mocking and cold eyes swept

felt frozen, and an icy feeling spread through his limbs, rendering him motionless. He had never seen

domineering

any attention to Lorcan. He went straight to Catherine and looked at her with concern. "Are