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All Her Secrets Chapter 695 by Chestnut

Chapter 695 The Game

Catherine escaped from the Breens that year on her own. She was also the first person who managed to escape from Shane even after he inherited the Breens.

After these few years of biding his time, Shane himself knew that it would be very difficult for him to trap Catherine.

If it were in the past, he really couldn’t do anything to Catherine.

It was different this time. After Shane came to Eskana, he did not directly attack Catherine but investigated all the people and situations around Catherine.

He knew the weaknesses of human nature too well. He knew that Catherine’s seemingly cold exterior hid a warm heart.

If once Catherine was invulnerable, now Catherine was full of weaknesses.

Audrey and the Duncans were the people she cared about and her weaknesses.

As long as one had weaknesses, one would be easily controlled.

“Catherine, if everything is as you said, congratulations! And yes, it was me who did it. I accept your challenge.”

Shane looked at Catherine with a smirk on his face.

It was a silent game, and Catherine smiled calmly.

“Let’s start the game!”

With that, Catherine stood straight up and turned to walk out of the office. Hearing footsteps coming, Ronin immediately stood up. “Catherine, are we going to fight?”

“Let’s leave!”

Ronin was a bit puzzled. He gave Catherine a surprised look and reconfirmed the answer.

He mentally asked himself, “Leave? Did I hear her right? I thought we were coming to fight. Are we just going to let Shane go so easily?”

“Fighting won’t solve the problem! We should beat his weak part.”

If Shane could be beaten up just by their fists, then Shane would not have reached his position today.

After the two of them got in the car, Ronin thought carefully about what Catherine had said just now and finally understood.

“Catherine, come on. I can’t wait to take the assignment.”

“I’ll message you at night. Drive me back to my apartment first.”

“Okay!”

Ronin nodded excitedly. He stepped on the gas pedal, and the car sped out at full speed.

In front of the glass window on the top floor, the old butler stood beside Shane and spoke respectfully, “Mr. Shane, are we just going to let Miss Swann leave like this?”

Staring at the distant car in front of him, Shane’s expression was very calm.

“Let her go. No matter how high a kite flies, there will be a moment when it is retrieved!”

“You are right. Miss Swann is the kite in your hands!”

Shane did not say a word in the face of his servant’s agreement. His eyes narrowed slightly into a line as he stared into the distance, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

In Kamren’s villa, there was singing and dancing, and the music was deafening. Kamren was having another party within his villa, with men and women gathered in a circle.

Despite Kamren’s age, his life was much more exciting than that of young people.

Emma slowly entered the door, holding fruit. Looking at the chaotic and lewd scene around her, she felt disgusted and even felt extremely nauseous.

She put down the fruit and turned around, ready to leave.

“Mr. Arroyo, is this your new wife?”

The person who said this was Chaim Bartlett. He had recently been following Kamren in business. He was also a man who only knew enjoying life but did nothing serious.

Watching Emma’s graceful figure, he felt an itch in his heart.

Upon hearing Chaim’s question, Kamren glanced at him with a disdainful expression on his face.

“Bullshit. She’s not my wife. I’m still a bachelor. This woman is, at best, my mistress. If you like her, I can give her to you.”

Emma’s hand tightly gripped the fruit plate. She had the urge to crush it.

It was not the first time Kamren had disrespected her in public like this. When she first came to Kamren’s house, Kamren still favored her.

But now, Kamren no longer liked her. Once Kamren was slightly unhappy, he would either scold or beat her.

She was currently living a miserable life.

When Chaim heard Kamren say this, he knew that Emma did not matter at all in Kamren’s heart, and he suddenly became bold.

“Mr. Arroyo, I’ve heard that Emma is from an art academy and is very good at dancing. How about asking her to dance for us?”

Kamren agreed generously. He reached out to point at Emma and ordered, ” Come on, dance for us.”

Emma was a bit reluctant, biting her lip, and did not move. Kamren instantly felt embarrassed. He picked up the wine glass and slammed it toward Emma.

“I asked you to dance for us. What are you waiting for? Why are you putting on a long face?”

The glass smashed heavily at Emma, hitting her knee directly. If it weren’t for her bracing herself against the wall with her hands, she would have already fallen on the ground in embarrassment.

She knew that if she did not do what Kamren said, she would only end up worse off.

She dared not resist and slowly stepped forward to wriggle.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she swallowed all the humiliation.

She had never suffered such humiliation in her life.

She had initially thought that her obediently bowing down would bring her peace, but she did not expect that Kamren was simply a scumbag.

Kamren looked dissatisfied as Emma danced. He cursed with a black face and said, “Why are you wearing so many clothes? How can you dance with so many clothes on? Take off all your clothes!”

Emma did not move, and Kamren directly stepped forward to make his move. He tore up Emma’s outer skirt and made her dance on the coffee table wearing underwear.

“Keep dancing, or I’ll whip you to death!”

Emma knew that Kamren would do what he said. She had been sold to Kamren by the Wales. She did not even have the most basic human rights in front of Kamren.

Even if Kamren beat her to death, the Wales would not help her. At most, they would use her as a bargaining chip to make another profit.

She would never benefit the Wales again. She now wished to kill all the people of the Wales.

Her uncle actually sold her to a scumbag.

Thinking of this, Emma swallowed all her humiliation.

She made up her mind secretly. “It’s all caused by the Wales and Catherine. If it wasn’t Catherine, how could I have become like this? I must live. I must live until the day I see Catherine get her comeuppance. Even if I go to hell, I will take Catherine with me.”

With humiliation, Emma danced quickly.

Looking at the faces with lewd smiles, her gaze became more determined, and her expression became even colder.

Kamren recognized Emma’s endurance. He stood up to pick up some cash from the table and shoved it into Emma’s chest.

“You’re such a good girl. Here’s your reward!”

Emma clenched her teeth and forced herself to part her lips. “Mr. Arroyo, thank you!”

“Hahaha…”

Kamren burst out laughing. He then pushed Emma into Chaim’s arms as he did so.

“Chaim, we’re good brothers. Let’s play together!”

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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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