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All Her Secrets Chapter 681 by Chestnut

Chapter 681 Arrogant

Catherine sat in the quiet and cramped office with an imposing posture, playing games on her phone. Across from her sat the man assigned as the leader of the investigation team at Styre University, Lorcan Fitzpatrick.

As the youngest investigator in the entire procuratorate, Lorcan’s abilities were not to be underestimated.

Returning from studying in Alton, he was a top talent with dual degrees, specially recruited into the procuratorate. Despite his young age, he had an impressive track record and was hailed as a walking lie detector by the procuratorate. His exceptional psychological talent left no room for deception in his presence.

For over half an hour, Lorcan had been sitting face to face with Catherine, but this time, the usually unbeatable Lorcan was failing. He couldn’t read Catherine’s mind at all. In fact, in his opinion, Catherine seemed more like a psychological expert than he did.

Lorcan sighed deeply, hesitated for a long time, and decided to take the initiative, a first in his professional career.

“Miss Swann, don’t you want to talk to me about the leak? Or perhaps you want me to help clear your name?” he asked.

Catherine raised her head leisurely, her eyes cold and devoid of warmth as she replied, “Not interested.” Her face seemed to bear the word “arrogant” at this moment, exuding an overwhelming air of superiority.

Lorcan was furious, not someone who easily lost his temper. But the sense of powerlessness in front of Catherine made him feel extremely frustrated. It seemed that negotiation was futile. Taking a deep breath, he chose to persuade her.

“Miss Swann, I’ve heard you are Professor Hartley’s favorite student. You should be aware of his authority and reputation in the industry. Being his student and entering the lab at such a young age guarantee you a promising future. Don’t let this incident ruin your prospects.”

As Catherine’s game reached its final stage, the persistent annoyance buzzing in her ear tightened her furrowed brow even further. She was getting impatient, wondering why things were moving so slowly. “Do I have to do everything myself, even such a simple investigation?” she asked inwardly.

Tossing her phone aside, Catherine looked up at Lorcan. When their eyes met, a sense of unease arose within Lorcan. He had never encountered someone with such a powerful aura before, leaving him momentarily speechless and forgetting the words he was about to say.

Catherine chuckled. “Humph!” Her low voice brought Lorcan’s drifting thoughts back. Realizing his loss of composure, he felt a tinge of annoyance. He hadn’t intended to treat Catherine this way, but her attitude had affected him.

Lorcan snapped his fingers and slowly began his most powerful hypnosis technique. During his pursuit of a PhD in psychology in Alton, he delved deeply into hypnosis with his mentor. After returning to his home country and joining the procuratorate, he hadn’t encountered a case worthy of employing his hypnosis skills. Catherine was the first.

With little time given from his immediate superior and driven by an inexplicable sense of defeat, Lorcan decided to use hypnosis to control Catherine’s consciousness, aiming to make her reveal the truth in a subconscious state.

“Name, age, place of birth,” he asked.

Once everything was ready, Lorcan joyfully watched Catherine enter the state of hypnosis. He knew he had successfully hypnotized her and could now formally question her about the leaked experimental data, confident that she would speak the truth in this state.

“Catherine, did you leak the experimental data?”

“Yes!”

Upon hearing the affirmative answer, Lorcan felt a sense of triumph. He had ultimately succeeded. To quickly uncover the truth, he moved on to the next question.

“Catherine, who instructed you to steal the data?” he asked.

After a second of silence, Catherine gave an unexpected answer.

“Lorcan Fitzpatrick!”

Upon hearing this, Lorcan was taken aback. It was Catherine’s subconscious response, and she couldn’t be lying, but how could she give an answer like this? “Am I the mastermind behind all this?” he began to wonder. “Am I not?” Both questions raged in his mind, leaving him unable to distinguish which was true.

Bang!

A loud noise rang out, and Lorcan suddenly looked up. He was awake!

When he saw Catherine’s deep gaze, he realized that everything he had just experienced was an illusion created by Catherine. Not only did he not hypnotize her, but she also hypnotized him.

“How did this happen?” he murmured in his mind. “How did she do it?”

Lorcan looked at the man who had kicked the door open and stormed in, and his strong presence made Lorcan furrow his brow slightly.

“Who are you, and how did you get in?”

Branden turned his head to look at Lorcan, and his mocking and cold eyes swept over him.

At that moment, Lorcan felt frozen, and an icy feeling spread through his limbs, rendering him motionless. He had never seen someone with such an intimidating presence before.

“No,” Lorcan said inwardly, “Catherine also has a very domineering presence, and there is a resemblance to this man.

Branden didn’t pay any attention to Lorcan. He went straight to Catherine and looked at her with concern. “Are you okay?” he asked.

The moment Catherine raised her eyes, the coldness in her gaze gradually melted. She could tell Branden must have hurried here, and he had a somewhat disheveled appearance. She reached out and gently patted the hair that had fallen on the man’s shoulder. ” Why are you in such a hurry?”

Branden was always meticulous. He would not appear in public this way unless they were in a hurry.

Branden bent down and sat beside Catherine, saying, “It’s okay!” After receiving the message, he immediately arranged for a helicopter to fly from Casier to Loxton. The moment he got off the plane, without even a moment’s pause, he rushed straight to Styre University.

On Branden’s way here, he made several phone calls. At this moment, it seemed quite peaceful at Styre University, but outside the Loxton area, many things were going on.

Although he knew that Catherine wouldn’t be hurt, he couldn’t bear to see her suffer even a little bit, and he just wanted to come as quickly as possible to stand up for her.

And now, seeing that Catherine was safe and sound, Branden finally felt relieved. “Let’s go, we’re going home!”

he suggested.

Branden took Catherine’s hand, ready to take her away.

Lorcan was shocked. “This man’s tone is too arrogant!” he thought. Even if the mayor of Loxton came, they couldn’t leave without the approval of the procuratorate.

Lorcan immediately stood with his subordinates at the door and sternly rebuked, “The matter hasn’t been investigated yet. You can’t leave!”

Paxton, who had come with Branden, immediately stepped forward, and the atmosphere at the scene became tense.

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All Her Secrets by Chestnut

All Her Secrets by Chestnut

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Status: Completed Type: Author: Native Language: English

Catherine Swann, a simple countryside girl, was having a leisurely and carefree life in the countryside. She thought she could have a happy life there for the rest of her life. Unfortunately, life had other plans for her. Her grandfather left a will for her, making her the inheritor of the Swanns’ billion-dollar fortune. As if that wasn’t shocking enough, he also arranged a marriage for her.

Branden Duncan, the only heir of the wealthiest family in Casier, was the dream prince charming of almost all the women in Casier. But Catherine turned him down in public. Instead of being angry about it, he was attracted by Catherine's cold eyes.Although Catherine seemed to be a girl with a simple life in the countryside, she was not simple. What kind of identity did she have? How would she deal with her unexpected fiancé and the opposition from the rest of the Swanns to her inheritance of the Swanns’ fortune?

Chapter 1 Return of the Jinx At Vicente Swann's funeral. As the Swanns were one of the three prominent families in Casier, Vicente's funeral was naturally packed with big shots and members of respected families in Casier. In the noisy venue, the arrival of a girl in a white T-shirt attracted the attention of everyone present. All of the people present were either rich or powerful. Despite being good-looking, the girl wore a cheap and battered T-shirt, setting her apart from everyone else at the funeral. Seeing how she walked straight toward the Swanns family, someone couldn't help asking curiously, "Who is she? Why is she sitting with the Swanns?" "I heard that she is Miss Catherine, the second daughter of the Swanns that had lived away from the family. Vicente only asked her to come back before he died." "Is that so? I heard that Vicente ordered the family to announce his will in front of everyone before he died. I guess she only returned for this!" ... The girl did not know that she had already become the topic of the guests' discussions. She looked calmly ahead with an indifferent expression on her face. Her eyes remained focused on Vicente's portrait in the middle of the venue. Nobody knew what she was thinking about at the time. At the sight of Catherine Swann like this, Liana Swann, the youngest and favorite daughter of the Swanns, couldn't help complaining to her mother, who was sitting next to her. "Mom, what is going on with this country girl? Grandpa has died. Even if she isn't sad, she should at least pretend to cry. What would the others think if the media took a photo of her like this later? She wouldn't even change her clothes when we asked her to. People that don't know better would think that the Swanns have mistreated her!" After hearing her youngest daughter's complaints, Rachael Swann furrowed her brows too. She thought that her youngest daughter did have a point. She never loved Catherine, her daughter from the countryside, dearly. In fact, Catherine pissed Rachael off just one day after she had returned. However, it was not the right time for Rachael to handle Catherine now. She planned to wait until the funeral was over before sending Catherine back to the countryside so that Catherine wouldn't continue to embarrass the Swanns here. Looking up, Rachael saw that her husband had arrived. She comforted her youngest daughter in a low voice, "Liana, be good. Your father is here. Bear with Catherine for now. We need to deal with what is important first!" Liana couldn't show her annoyance towards Catherine in public, so she could only choke back the complaints on the tip of her tongue. Nobody noticed that Catherine, who had been looking straight ahead, smiled lightly. The Swanns never spent time with Catherine, so they wouldn't know she had exceptional hearing. Even though Rachael and Liana spoke in a low voice, Catherine clearly heard every word of their exchange. Her mother truly did not love her! As Catherine stared at Vicente's portrait, her eyes flashed with a faint trace of sadness. Did she have to cry because of pain? ... Korbin Swann walked up the stage slowly. He gave a long speech first and expressed his views about how great Vicente was before finally announcing that the family would publicly announce Vicente's will. As many people knew this beforehand, the crowd was not too surprised. Vicente had a son and daughter. It was a no-brainer who would inherit the fortune of the Swanns. However, nobody understood why Vicente would make sure to make such a fuss to announce his will publicly. Was it just for formality? The lawyer Vicente trusted the most when he was still alive opened the sealed will and read it out loud. "After careful consideration, I, Vicente Swann, leave all my shares of the Swann Corporation, real estate properties, and a 500 million-dollar deposit at the Bank of Nospines to my granddaughter, Catherine Swann..." At the lawyer's words, the crowd gasped in shock. Not even the Swanns, everyone present was dumbfounded. Catherine Swann? Wasn't she the second daughter of the Swanns, the jinx that Vicente sent off to be raised in the countryside when she was young? How could it be? She would inherit the fortune of the Swanns. With their jaws dropped, everyone shared a similar look of horror. Except for Catherine, the center of the discussion. She still looked indifferent, as though nothing had happened. Her eyes were still fixed on Vicente's portrait in the center of the hall. Her lips parted slightly as she spoke in an almost inaudible voice. "Old man, what were you thinking?"

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