All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 170 Why Should I Help You

The people present were shocked to see the scene. After giving the boy a disdainful glance, Catherine

looked up and swept a cold gaze at the few boys. That gaze was cold and terrifying. Whoever she

looked at with that gaze would tremble.

Those boys stepped back without hesitation. Catherine’s kick was enough to make them understand

the strength gap between themselves and her.

The girl who fell to the floor finally reacted. She pounced forward and was ready to hold Catherine’s

thighs but froze at the moment Catherine’s gaze fell on her. The girl tried to speak. She opened her

mouth but hiccupped, looking stunned.

Catherine casually pulled over a chair. After elegantly adjusting her long clothing by giving a slight

shake to the ends, she sat down composedly and coolly. Her movements were unmistakably dominant.

She looked intimidating.

She raised her eyebrows at the girl and asked coldly, “Why was he bullying you?”

When she said “he,” her eyes flicked toward Johnathan. The girl immediately understood. After

hesitantly looking at Johnathan, she lowered her head, seemingly afraid to speak.

Since she didn’t say anything,

Catherine didn’t want to waste time there.

“Help yourself then!”

After saying that, Catherine made a gesture to stand up. The girl was anxious. She hurriedly asked,

“Can you help me after I tell you?

Catherine looked back at her. There was a hint of mockery in her cool gaze. Why should I help you?”

The girl looked at Catherine with red eyes. She bit her lower lip tightly, not knowing how to answer.

They were two people who had nothing to do with each other. Catherine was right. Why should she

help a stranger?

Catherine was not a savior and had no obligation to help her. Watching the girl lower her head in

dismay, Catherine spoke again, her attitude still cold. No one could guess what was in Catherine’s

mind at that moment.

“After you tell me, I may be able to help you out if I’m in a good mood!”

Although Catherine was a girl, somehow, she could give others a sense of security that made others

trust her immensely. The girl knew that maybe Catherine was her only chance.

All of these boys were inhuman. They might not be able to deal with Catherine, but it would be too easy

for them to deal with her. Even though Johnathan constantly threatened the girl with his girl still decided

to speak up. gaze, the She reached out and pointed at Johnathan, shouting bitterly, “It’s because I told

the teacher that Johnathan didn’t do his homework. He brought his men to take me here to get back at

me, forcing me to apologize and drink…”

Catherine lowered her eyes. She looked toward the girl with a cold gaze.

“Are you from Class 1 of Ascending High School?”

Ascending High School was the school Johnathan attended, and Class 1 was the notorious class for

the young wealthy heirs.

Catherine looked at the girl’s dress. Her white shirt was yellowed. She did not look like a girl from a

wealthy family, which puzzled Catherine.

Perhaps the girl understood the meaning of Catherine’s gaze, and a hint of embarrassment crossed

her face. She lowered her head and whispered, “I’m Theresa Sherman. I’m indeed from Class 1. I was

specially recruited because of my grades!”

With that, Catherine understood. The poor top students who got into this kind of wealthy heirs class

were to raise the average score of the class. The only thing they could profit from was the free tuition

and the exorbitant scholarships. It was a temptation that no student from a poor family could resist.

After understanding the cause and effect, Catherine tilted her head toward Johnathan, who was on the

side. Johnathan’s heart palpitated at the look she gave him.

To save his reputation, he still braced himself to say, “Catherine, you jinx. You’d better get a grip on

yourself. Don’t cause me trouble. If I don’t deal with you today, I’ll deal with you another day. You’d

better behave yourself!”

“Huh!” Catherine sneered. “Johnathan, I didn’t realize you were a school bully!”

Watching Catherine focus all her attention on Theresa, Johnathan was furious. “What’s wrong with

you? Does she have anything to do with you? Why did you intervene? Who do you think you are…”

Catherine glanced around, and her gaze rested on the potted landscape used for decoration. She

stood up and reached her hand toward the potted landscape, quickly pulling out a bamboo whip from

inside.

She whipped Johnathan’s thigh with the bamboo whip. The whip was thin. It would not hurt people’s

bones or muscles if it were used to hit, but it could make the person who was hit by it feel pain.

After the whip fell on Johnathan, he burst into tears. “Catherine, you’re crazy. You dared to hit me!”

Catherine didn’t say anything more. She whipped him again. She whipped his left thigh just now, so

she hit his right thigh.

But Catherine didn’t give Johnathan a chance to catch his breath this time. She kept whipping his left

and right. thighs.

Johnathan was screaming and cursing while dodging the whip, but it didn’t help. No matter how much

he dodged, he couldn’t avoid the whip.

“Ouch… Catherine, you crazy woman, stop it now.”

Catherine exerted a little more force.

“Ouch, it hurts so much. Security, come quickly!”

Paxton had already dealt with the security of the restaurant. Without Branden’s order, they wouldn’t

dare to come out, even if the one who was whipped was their boss.

Seeing that asking for help was useless, Johnathan, who was in pain, could only start using threats.

“Catherine, stop it. My parents won’t spare you. Do you hear me?”

But for Catherine, it didn’t work at all. She kept whipping and looked at Johnathan with an indifferent

attitude. “If you have the energy to ask your parents for help, why don’t you beg yourself?”

Catherine whipped him faster and harder. Johnathan bounced back and forth like a fish thrown into a

burning pot. His expression was twisted, and his movements were also hilarious.

Seeing Johnathan being whipped so badly and Catherine not even blinking an eye, Johnathan’s friends

were so scared that they were swallowing nervously.

They wanted to leave but dared not. They could only silently crouch aside and watch, fearing that the

next one to be whipped would be themselves. It was a big mess, but no one rushed to stop it.

They were heirs of wealthy families and knew precisely what this meant. It meant that Catherine had a

more significant background, and even the restaurant owner dared not offend her.

The people behind the restaurant had some influence in Casier, and even they dared not offend her, let

alone those wealthy heirs. Johnathan couldn’t take it anymore and fell to the floor, wailing in pain.

“I’m wrong. I’m wrong, okay?

Catherine, stop it!”

Hearing his plea for mercy, Catherine said coldly, “Hmph.”

She then retorted without hesitation,” You’re wrong? Is this the attitude should have for admitting you’re

wrong?

“Mr. Johnathan, didn’t your parents teach you to admit your mistakes? Didn’t they teach you that you

should respect your seniors?”

Johnathan gritted his teeth, not wanting to bow down. Catherine, however, refused to let him go and

whipped him harder and harder.

Not only were Johnathan and his group shocked, but so were Triston and the others. Triston gave a

small gulp, then said cautiously, “Mr. Duncan, if she keeps whipping him like that, will he die?”

Branden responded without even looking up, “No!”

When Triston was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, Branden’s following words almost scared him to

death.

“He’ll lose one leg at most!”

If Triston remembered correctly, the boy should be Johnathan, the wealthy heir of the Swanns. He was

Catherine’s brother. Catherine could be so cruel to her brother. She was indeed a cruel person!

Catherine was ruthless!