All Her Secrets

Chapter 692 The Leaker

"Phew..." Ronin breathed out softly and finally shifted his position. He'd been lying on the ceiling for two days without a stir below.

Ronin moved slightly and turned to give his numb thighs a break. A growl from his stomach prompted him to carefully retrieve an energy bar from his pocket to replenish his energy. After that, he settled back into position quietly.

Under Catherine's orders, he wouldn't stop until he unearthed who was causing the disturbances.

However, after he stayed there for two days, the office remained eerily quiet. Ronin wondered whether he had misjudged the direction.

Just as Ronin contemplated revising his plan, the office door lock made a slight sound.

A soft click caught Ronin's attention. He adjusted and barely breathing. He feared detection.

When he spotted the person entering, he rolled his eyes silently.

It was Ciaran, Marshall's earliest student, who had been working with Marshall. He often frequented Marshall's office. His entrance was nothing out of the ordinary.

yawn and planned to rest a bit. But he noticed Ciaran moving stealthily toward Marshall's desk. Then

he wouldn't detect anything

was a far cry from his usual relaxed demeanor when helping Marshall.

wrong, Ronin immediately opened his laptop. His mini-computer was already linked to

probably didn't anticipate someone monitoring his

of hope. While not a student of Marshall, he was well

akin to a dependable older

witnessed Ciaran copying files onto his storage card, he realized the matter

He removed the card and meticulously wiped

around Professor Hartley's office? You shouldn't be here. Get out and stop causing trouble." Ronin sneered and looked disdainfully at him. "Ciaran, that's an interesting statement. If I'm not supposed to be here, then what about you?" Unflinchingly, Ciaran began weaving a lie. He replied, "Professor Hartley askedto get something. Can't I cin and help him?" If Ronin hadn't seen it firsthand, he almost believed Ciaran's words

Didn't Professor Hartley inform you his computer was being monitored? Every move you just made has been recorded." These words drained the color from Ciaran's face. He struggled to deny the fact. He shouted, "You're talking nonsense! What moves? I just

call him now and have him cover." Ciaran felt a pang of fear at Ronin's words. If Marshall arrived, it would mean certain doom for

one of us, yet here you are, hiding in Professor Hartley's office. Out of respect for Catherine, I haven't cat

expected this from Ciaran. Since that was the case,

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