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?"

beat. Looking up to

"Mr. Karl," she whimpered.

snorted disdainfully. "Don't pretend

the Duncans feared Karl. They had never seen

gravity of her situation, and her heart sank further. Karl fixed Selene with a

to make one last stand. After all, she had brought a

before Selene could make a move, Simon, reading her intentions, delivered a

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

stared at her solemnly. "Your struggle is futile. I've dealt with your men. Now, just wait

a trace? And with the Duncan forces tied up with Black Robe,

thoughts with a scoff. "Girl, you're too young. Being old doesn't mean I'm helpless. The

a group of sturdy men stepped forward and restrained

opened, Karl immediately

attempted to assist him, Karl brushed him off. "Why help me? Check on Catherine. Is

nodded earnestly. "The ambulance is

palpable as everyone

from the door, her white clothing soaked in red,

be afraid, Catherine. I'm here." He reached out instinctively but stopped midway, remembering Catherine's preference not to be

hand for support, reassuring him. "Mr. Karl,