All Her Secrets

After a few minutes, Marshall finally caught his breath. He stared at his student, Ciaran, with a mix of sadness and frustration. Ciaran had been in his lab the longest, almost like a son to him. However, Marshall didn't expect that Ciaran was the one stealing lab data. He wouldn't have believed this if it hadn't been for Marshall catching it on the spot.

"Why, Ciaran? Tell me." Marshall's voice choked as he struggled to get the words out.

Ciaran kept his head low and remained silent. It wasn't until pushed that he responded. He said, “Professor Hartley, please don't ask anymore. Just handover to the procuratorate." Marshall was furious and slammed his favorite coffee mug on the table. "Why can't you tellyour troubles? I'm your teacher. I can help you. Don't you trust me?" As the standoff lingered, Catherine, who sat nearby, said casually yet assertively, "It's not about trust. It's about the hidden agenda from the start.

Her words instantly drew their attention. Marshall looked at Catherine in confusion while Ciaran was shocked. He couldn't believe it, let alone confront it. He wondered how Catherine knew. Then he thought he must be overthinking things.

But Catherine's following words plunged him into despair before Ciaran could fathom it. “Ciaran, you were born in Bateny, Rexinheim. You moved to Eskana at three. You are Rexinish, right?" Catherine looked up and stared at Ciaran with her sharp gaze, leaving no room for evasion. The silent Ciaran was now utterly rattled.

After hearing Catherine's words, Marshall finally grasped the truth. He looked at Ciaran in disbelief. His lips trembled as he struggled to speak. He asked, "So, were you approachingwith an ulterior motive from the start?" Marshall dared not think further. "My God! All these years... It's terrifying." Catherine sneered in disdain. Ciaran hid his identity for so long. Human nature was truly terrifying.

"Ciaran, you've endured for years. Why expose yourself now? Are you willing to sacrifice as a pawn?" Catherine asked.

If this data were stolen again, Catherine's nwould easily be cleared. She held the data and could transfer it discreetly without the need for such effort.

eyes were filled with resignation, and he said depressedly, This project is too significant. Everyone around the world wants it." Otherwise, the organization wouldn't put Ciaran at risk. After all, Ciaran had

finally asking the burning question. He asked, "Previously, it was also your doing, and you framed Catherine,

to the theft, but their original plan was to use a hacker's identity. Unexpectedly, someone took advantage and pinned it on Catherine. Ciaran's organization exploited it and made

He wasn't sure if

indeed stole the data, but he wasn't the one responsible for framing her.

looked worriedly at Catherine and was surprised by the complexity of the situation. "Catherine, should we keep investigating?" He couldn't rest until he found the person behind Catherine's

over to Lorcan. I'll handle the rest," Catherine

was stirring the pot behind the scenes. His aim wasn't the research data

settled,

the wall, stood up promptly to meet her. "Catherine, where are we heading

rest. I'll wake you when we're there," Catherine

just 15 minutes of quality sleep could greatly relieve his exhaustion. They had all been

Catherine's order. He prepared himself

the car steadily