All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 452 Bring Her Money

Paxton returned to the living room, followed by a sturdy man who looked somewhat overbearing and seemed to be

tough to deal with. The man shot a glance at everyone with a cold face.

When his gaze crossed Catherine, his eyes glinted. His eyes lit up instantly as if a flash of bright light went through

the clouded sky.

“Catherine!”

Catherine looked at him with narrowed eyes and beckoned him to the empty seat aside. “Take a seat!”

Withal sat down as he was told and then settled his excited gaze on Catherine.

“Catherine, you’ve been away for three weeks. Now, you’re finally back.

“You know what, I’ve really had enough of Ronin. He didn’t dare to contact you, so he kept pushing me. He called

me every day, asking me when you would come back.”

Catherine couldn’t be bothered to respond to Withal’s chattering. Withal babbled for a while and noticed that

Catherine didn’t give any response at all. So, he shut his mouth and kept quiet.

Catherine was good-tempered, but if she flared up, she would be rather terrifying. So, he just stopped talking.

“Catherine, you’ve just come back. You must be tired, right? I’ll leave you to take some rest!”

As soon as Withal stopped talking, a servant came to report the arrival of a visitor. Paxton looked at Withal and

raised his brows at the latter.

Withal immediately replied, “Don’t look at me. It has nothing to do with me. I came here alone. I didn’t even tell

Ronin about this.”

Afraid that Ronin might immediately ask for leave and come to Oceanvile after knowing Catherine had come back,

Withal didn’t dare to tell him about it.

With suspicion, Paxton got out of the living room. A few minutes later, Paxton led the visitor to the living room. This

visitor was also here to meet Catherine. It was Erick. With his arms around Catherine’s shoulders, Branden cast a

casual glance at Paxton.

Paxton felt so frightened that he shivered all over. He wasn’t sure whether he had leaked the news about Catherine.

Why did everyone know their whereabouts?

It might be Catherine who informed Withal about her return. Could it be that Catherine also informed Erick?

Since he entered the house, Erick had fixed his eyes on Catherine.

Seeing that Catherine looked so tired, he couldn’t help feeling that he had come at a bad time.

He was so eager to meet Catherine. He hadn’t seen her for three weeks, so he really missed her.

Erick didn’t even dare to lift his head. He was afraid that he might go bananas on the spot when he saw Catherine

leaning against another man’s chest lazily.

“Catherine, I’ll come by tomorrow!”

Catherine felt exhausted indeed, but she didn’t want to be disturbed for a second time.

She supported herself by pressing her hand against Branden’s thigh, sat straight up leisurely, and then looked at

Erick.

“No need. Just say it if there’s anything!

As Catherine stood up, Paxton immediately looked at Branden. After receiving Branden’s hint, he respectfully came

to Catherine.

“Miss Swann, I will take you to the study upstairs.”

Catherine was fine with that. Since they would talk business, it was better to go to a quiet place.

Paxton pushed open the door to the study. Catherine went inside. Paxton said to Catherine, “Miss Swann, this chair

is Mr. Branden’s spot!”

After he said that, Catherine just sat on the chair. Instantly, Catherine knitted her brows and complained coldly, “It’s

so hard!”

Paxton hastened to explain, “Miss Swann, we came back so suddenly that we forgot to change it. Mr. Branden

usually sits on hard chairs…” Only when Catherine was around would Branden sit on a soft chair.

He didn’t dare to finish his words, afraid that he would be reproached by Branden again. Branden was the only heir

of the Duncans appointed by Karl.

However, Branden didn’t grow up amidst care and love. Because he had to bear the burden of the Duncans, he had

to suffer a lot more than others.

Since he was three years old, he had to learn to sit properly and maintain his demeanor as the heir of the Duncans.

When he was eight years old, he followed Karl to join senior meetings in the Duncan Corporation. Comfort and

softness were left for those who needed to be protected. As the powerful protector, Branden didn’t have the right

to sit on a soft cushion.

As Catherine didn’t mean to continue talking, Paxton hurriedly excused himself. After Paxton left, Erick brought the

cushion over here from aside and put it in front of Catherine.

“Catherine, you may put this on the chair.”

Catherine leaned against the chair lazily and rejected Erick without lifting her eyes.

“No need!”

Erick’s hand holding the cushion stiffened. He didn’t dare to take further action.

After being silent for a few seconds, Erick collected himself and started reporting to Catherine.

“Catherine, now the Winfreds’ assets are all under my name. Xavier is stuck in the senior citizens’ home and can’t

get out anymore. Jeremy is no longer a threat either. As for the shares of the Winfreds that belong to the Swanns,

I’ve transferred them to you!”

Erick reported his work as a responsible employee.

He pointed out the highlights of his work and left out all the details.

He didn’t tell Catherine how much effort he had made to utterly crush the Winfreds, especially Xavier the crafty

scoundrel.