All Her Secrets

Chapter 976 What Are You?

Just as Selene was about to turn and leave, she felt the cold press of a gun against the back of her head. A shiver of danger ran down her spine.

"Who's there? Can't we talk it out?" she said, her tone sharp but cautious.

An aged yet firm voice commanded from behind, "Hands up and turn around."

Realizing this was no laughing matter, Selene complied, her hands rising slowly as she turned to face the source of the command.

Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when Selene saw who it was. 'Si-Simon? What are you doing here?" she stuttered.

Simon looked at her with cold eyes, his voice stem. 'After all the Duncans have done for you, you repay them by harming Miss Catherine. How could you?"

Selene, caught in the act, found herself without a defense.

Desperately, she argued, "But Simon, with Branden being such a catch, the Duncans have plenty of better

matches. Why settle on Catherine? She's not right for Branden; she'll only drag him down."

Hearing her stubbornness, Simon couldn't help but feel regret. He had watched Selene grow up, never expecting her to become so narrow-minded and vicious.

Suddenly, a commanding voice cut through the air. "What do you think you are?"

a beat. Looking up to see Karl approaching, she immediately knelt,

"Mr. Karl," she whimpered.

disdainfully. "Don't pretend we're

with the Duncans feared Karl. They had never seen him angry in all these

Selene knew precisely the gravity of her situation, and her heart sank further.

down without a fight, Selene prepared to make one last stand. After all, she had brought a significant force with her, and this

move, Simon, reading her intentions, delivered a swift kick that sent her sprawling at Karl's

hadn't physically engaged with anyone for over a decade, only stepping in now

struggle is futile. I've dealt with your men. Now, just wait for your punishment."

I brought my elite team. How could they vanish without a trace? And

with a scoff. "Girl, you're too young. Being old doesn't mean I'm helpless. The loyalists from my days are still

from Simon, a group of

opened, Karl

to assist him, Karl brushed him off. "Why help

earnestly. "The ambulance is

was palpable as everyone awaited news on the

white clothing soaked in red,

Karl saw this, his eyes reddened with compassion. "Don't be afraid, Catherine. I'm here." He reached out instinctively but stopped midway, remembering Catherine's preference

hand for support, reassuring him.