All Her Secrets

The news of Catherine's return to the laboratory quickly spread throughout the entire building. No one had expected her to cback.

However, just because the members of Marshall's research group had no objections didn't mean that members from other research groups wouldn't cause trouble. In about half an hour, several people from different laboratories joined forces and gathered at Marshall's research group's laboratory entrance.

Leading these people was Paddy McLaughlin, a senior from the neighboring biology department. Their research project had always been one of the hottest projects at the school, second only to Marshall's project, which they had long been dissatisfied with. However, due to Marshall's reputation and the fact that their professor wasn't one to seek fame, they had refrained from causing a scene.

But this time, they couldn't hold back. They incited several members from other laboratories to unite and confront Marshall's research group.

The commotion outside caught the attention of the members of Marshall's research group. Upon hearing the news, Ciaran went out to check what was going on, and the rest of the group followed suit. However, Catherine remained calm, sitting at her desk and working on her experimental data.

guys busy?" Paddy stepped forward, glaring at Ciaran. "I heard

a very good impression of her. Despite Catherine's young age, she was

worked up now? So you also think she is a traitor, don't you? I've always wondered how Catherine managed to steal data from

Ronan. While on the other side, Paddy seemed eager for a fight, shouting, "Con! Cover here if you dare!" Ciaran, after pulling Ronan away, glared at Paddy. Although

Farrell. Why do you have to askfor evidence? Are you out of your mind? Or is it true, as I said, that you all are in

led by higher authorities and involved several very important national resources. Otherwise, how could Marshall's research group be so popular? After a few seconds, Paddy cback to his senses. Seeing the people around calming down, he began to incite them again. "Don't listen to his one-sided words. Everyone knows she's Marshall's favorite student, always under his protection. After she was

not his forte. He could only secretly send someone to seek advice from the professor, but Marshall had gone to the procuratorate today

his arm and shouted, demanding that Catherine show herself. "Where is the

for me?" Amidst the noisy chaos, the clear, deep voice sounded particularly abrupt. Someone noticed it, but no one paid attention. The shouting