All Her Secrets

Chapter 857 Threat

Catherine scrutinized the man. Despite his peculiar behavior, his well-made, custom-tailored clothes suggested his affluence.

As Catherine observed him, the man smiled warmly and extended his hand. “Hello, Catherine, I’m Audrey’s husband, Brian, White.”

Shocked, Catherine looked at him coldly and furrowed her brow. ” Audrey’s boyfriend?”

“Humph” Branden sneered.

Branden’s sneer made Brian angry. He glared at Branden and said, “What are you laughing at? Did I talk to you?”

“Hmph!” Branden sneered. “Audrey’s husband? Did you give yourself that title? If you’re Audrey’s boyfriend, why do you need a telescope to spy on her?”

Branden’s direct remark exposed Brian’s secret, making him furious. ” This is just temporary. I will soon become Audrey’s husband. Just wait and see,” Brian retorted firmly.

Catherine, feeling hostile towards this sudden self-proclaimed “Audrey’s husband,” approached Brian with an icy gaze. “I don’t care who you are, but if you dare to harass Audrey, I’ll teach you a lesson. Leave now, or you’ll regret it.”

Knowing that he was no match for Branden, Brian silently accepted Catherine’s harsh words. “Catherine, tell Audrey I won’t give up. She must wait for me,” he said before reluctantly leaving.

Seeing this, Branden and Catherine left.

him when we get back. You don’t need to worry,” Branden reassured

suspected that Brian was the person who had been calling Audrey but had been rejected. As long as he posed

the car, he looked at her with reluctance in his

going to Audrey’s place,” Catherine

discuss with Catherine, so Catherine

was going to Audrey’s apartment, Branden felt a bit stifled but didn’t express it. Audrey had been away for a long time and now that she was back, it was understandable that she wanted to chat with

say, “I’ll pick you up when you’re

nodded in agreement. “Okay, I’ll contact you when it’s over,”

she received a call from Zobber. “Boss, check

replied before hanging up and opening the

a message containing an email that had been sent to the official mailbox of Hacker Alliance, specifically addressed to the chief. The email was password-protected, making

scanning its contents, she smirked. The long- awaited message had finally arrived. The sender was the

Catherine to call. Without hesitation, she took out her phone

quickly answered by a deep, disguised voice. “Miss Swann, I’ve heard a lot about

Just tell me what you want,” Catherine replied, showing no interest in engaging with such

simple. We are willing to return the authentication qualifications to your laboratory, under the condition that you cooperate with our company on the experimental results. We don’t ask for much, just a fair fifty-fifty split,”