All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 628 Long TNo See Catherine slept until noon the next day. Seeing her sleep for so long, Branden didn't dare to make greasy dishes for her. He made ssoup and a few light side dishes. Although they were light, they were very delicious.

After Catherine got up and sat at the dining table, Branden brought the hot soup to her. She picked up the bowl of soup and began to enjoy it. Ever since she met Branden, her stomach problems have improved a lot.

The soup Branden made tasted more and more delicious. It smelled so good! As Catherine ate it, Branden wore a bright smile on his face. For him, watching Catherine eat the food he cooked was more satisfying than making a business deal worth tens of billions of dollars.

When Catherine put down her bowl, Branden reached out to take it, but Catherine stopped him. “Enough!" Brariden couldn't stand to see her bowl empty and wanted to refill it at any time. She actually ate a lot. Compared to most girls, she did have a bigger appetite. The reason she didn't gain weight was that she was still relatively young with a fast metabolism and high-intensity exercise all year round, making it impossible for her to gain weight.

But staying with Branden, she had gained several pounds, an effect that Ronin had been working on for many years without achieving.

Seeing that she was unwilling, Branden did not insist. Instead, he gazed at her with one hand supporting his face. "Are you going to the lab today?" Catherine thought for a moment. The laboratory's calculation data was still running, and the speed of mathematical modeling was not that fast. She didn't have a reason to go back to the laboratory now. "I don't have to." These four words meant that she didn't have to go back if he needed her to stay, but she would rather stay in the laboratory if there was nothing to do. She believed that with Branden's understanding of her, he would make the most appropriate judgment.

Branden smiled gently. "Well then, accompanyto a banquet tonight." Catherine didn't ask anything and agreed directly, "Okay!" She knew that Branden, like her, did not like noisy places. There must be a reason since he asked her to go with him. Besides, with Branden there, she didn't have to overthink.

"Did you needto arrange a stylist for you?" Branden asked.

Catherine wearily waved her hand. " There's no need." Each styling session took hours, and Catherine didn't want to waste ton these meaningless things.

In the evening, she would just put on any clothes and apply light makeup. She thought that was enough. "Okay." Branden's voice was incredibly gentle, filled with indulgence.

He was sure that his woman would still be the center of attention throughout the event, even without makeup.

At night, the stars shone brightly. An estate on the outskirts of Loxton was radiant and brightly lit. Luxury cars filled the entrance.

Men and women, dressed in high-end and glamorous attire with an air of nobility, got out of their cars and walked slowly on the red carpet towards the main entrance.

Any one of them was a well-known entrepreneur in Loxton. Those invited to this banquet were not ordinary people.

As the crowd walked up the hill, a black Bentley slowly passed by, heading towards the main entrance. The tires rolled over the red carpet, drawing sidelong glances.

"Whose car is this? Why can this person drive straight to the main entrance?" "Just look at the license plate!" "Oh my..." The whispers were continuous, and people only dared to discuss quietly. No one dared to accuse loudly. Everyone present was shrewd. This person could drive so blatantly despite the strict control of the host. The host must have approved this. But then again, how many people in Loxton had such power? Nobody dared to offend someone with such power.

After the Bentley stopped, the head of the Claytons stepped forward and personally opened the door for the person inside.

"Mr. Duncan, welcome!" Branden glanced at the other party and walked around to the other side of the car, opening the door.

Jaxton naturally knew who could get Branden to open the door for them personally. He stood still, waiting for the person in the car to cout.

Everyone was focused on this scene.

The Claytons were the host of today's banquet. Since the decline of the Facers, led by Conor, the branch ΟΠ of the Claytons, ledy Jaxton, had NO risen. It was said that their family had received mysterious investments. Not only did they successfully take on several profitable projects, but they also obtained a lot of insider information. The Facers, once the center of attention in Loxton, was no longer the focus. The Claytons, led by Jaxton had taken their place.

It was a mystery as to who could be so important that both the head of the Claytons and Branden personally greeted them.

Catherine sat in the chair, resting. The moment the car door opened, she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing her tired face, Branden felt a twinge of pity. Perhaps he shouldn't have brought her along. “You can sleep a little longer. I'll wait for you," he said.

Facing the attention of the crowd, Branden was indifferent. All he could see was Catherine, and all he wanted to care about was Catherine.

Since everyone was there, Catherine didn't want to be too affected. Besides, she wasn't even tired. She was just resting with her eyes closed.

"No need, let's go," she said, handing her hand to Branden and slowly getting out of the car.

All eyes were fixed on this scene as the girl was gracefully led out of the car. Unlike the grand attire of others, the girl was wearing only a plain white dress, her beautiful straight hair loose, and her makeup very light.

This kind of attire, coupled with the ethereal aura she exuded, made her look stunning, almost unreal. Everyone gazed in awe at this scene, and even Jaxton was momentarily stunned to see Catherine again. This assertive girl from last tlooked like a fairy today.

Since Catherine had mentioned wanting to collaborate with him last time, Jaxton hadn't seen her again.

e Catherine's manager handled the collaboration. He admired Catherine's composure in entrusting such a large project to an outsider. Finally returning to his senses, Jaxton stepped forward, extending his hand politely. "Miss Swann, long tno see, "he said.

Catherine stared at him for a second, recognizing him. Out of politeness, she responded, "Hello, Mr. Clayton." X