All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 654 You Knowthe Best Catherine cast a cold glance at Ronin next to her. "You should practice your combat skills more and stop daydreaming too much." The disdain in her tone was too obvious, leaving Ronin feeling somewhat embarrassed. He lowered his head and quietly assured her, " Catherine, I see. I'll practice diligently from now on." Ronin's computer skills were second only to Catherine's, but he was far behind in combat skills. To those unfamiliar with him, his youthful appearance might be deceiving.

Jay was very familiar with Ronin. He knew Ronin was smart and wouldn't beat around the bush but would confront issues head-on. Therefore, he caught Ronin off guard and captured him without giving him a chance to escape.

After thinking for a while, Ronin felt he couldn't let Jay get away with it so easily. “Catherine, I want to teach that sly dog a lesson. He's too cunning!" Catherine had no objections. She shrugged casually, showing an indifferent attitude.

As they reached a fork in the road, Catherine told Ronin, “I'm going to the lab," and headed in that direction. She should have been in the classroom at that time, but Ronin's incident disrupted her schedule. Returning to the classroom now would disrupt the ongoing class, so she decided to go to the laboratory.

When Catherine emerged from the laboratory, it was already 10 o'clock at night. As she walked out of the laboratory building, she saw Branden sitting on a bench not far away. His perfect profile was exceptionally handsome, leaving a lasting impression.

He had a laptop on his knees, and his fingers swiftly tapped the keyboard with a focused expression on his face, captivating everyone's attention.

Catherine walked straight toward him. Sensing her approach, he looked up.

Their eyes met, and Catherine couldn't help but smile. “Have you been waiting long?" Branden closed the laptop, stood up, and smiled. “No, I just got here. I ran into Ronin just now, and he toldyou were in the lab, so I cover," he explained.

Branden had initially planned to have dinner with Catherine, but she went to the laboratory instead. Entering the laboratory wasn't difficult, but he didn't want to disturb her work, so he waited outside. He chose the bench closest to the laboratory door, ensuring she would see him as soon as she cout.

Catherine approached with documents in her arms, one hand in her pocket. She looked at him, asking, "Have you had dinner yet?" "No, I was waiting for you!" Branden didn't hide the fact that he had been waiting hungry, thinking that the other person should know.

Catherine chuckled and said with a wave of her hand, "Let's have dinner together!" "Okay!" Branden gently took the documents from her hand and pulled her other hand out of her pocket, holding it tightly in his palm.

The car stopped in an alley not far from the school gate. To adhere to Catherine's low-key principle, Branden never drove the car onto the campus.

Branden opened the car door, and Catherine bent down to get in.

Although it was Catherine's idea to have dinner, Branden was still the one cooking. Except for gatherings with friends, Catherine was increasingly reluctant to go out to eat. Of course, it was also because Branden's cooking skills were getting better.

After they entered the house, Branden handed Catherine a plate of snacks." Play the gfor a while, and then dinner will be ready!" At this late hour, he had no intention of cooking a full meal. He just wanted to make smacaroni to fill their stomachs.

Catherine didn't follow his arrangement to play games on her cell phone. She held the plate of snacks and leaned against the kitchen door frame, watching Branden's every move.

His movements were very skillful, and he was very familiar with the placement of items. It was clear that he was an experienced hand in the kitchen. Under his skillful knife work, the large pieces of beef were cut into evenly sized, equally thick strips.

When Branden looked up, he met Catherine's eyes. Her beautiful eyes, shining like stars, gazed quietly at him. He chuckled. "What? Isn't a focused man the most charming?" Upon hearing this, Catherine looked away, picked up a peanut from the plate, and tossed it high, catching it effortlessly in her mouth. Her attitude clearly showed that she had no intention of paying attention to the man's remarks.

Branden had originally wanted to tease her. Seeing her heartless look, however, he swallowed his words. She was his girl, and he couldn't bear to do it.

The ingredients were ready, and it was tto start cooking. Before putting the food in the pan, Branden stopped and turned to look at Catherine beside him.

"The smoke is bad for your health. Wait outside!" Catherine thought momentarily, finding it somewhat reasonable, and then stuffed a peanut into his mouth. " Hurry up!" "Okay!" he replied with a smile.

Catherine sauntered away, leaving the kitchen to Branden. Before long, he placed two steaming plates of beef macaroni on the table. The aroma filled the air, and without Branden having to urge her, she appeared at once and sat down at the dining table.

The special sauce, paired with chewy macaroni garnished with sgreens, looked perfect. Just looking at the plate of macaroni made one hungry. Catherine took the fork handed to her by Branden and first tasted the sauce, unable to help but praise, "The taste is really good!" With a look as cute as that of a hungry kitten, she was completely different from her usual cold and frosty demeanor. Branden found it amusing and couldn't help teasing her, "It seems that the ancients were right. To capture someone's heart, you have to capture their stomach. Miss Swann, does my cooking still suit your taste?" Catherine was speechless. Lately, Branden's way of speaking had becso unpredictable. If it weren't for his handsface, his words would have sounded as histrionic as Amelia's.

Branden put down his fork and gazed at Catherine as if he wouldn't give up until she answered. Catherine didn't he answered. bother to conceal her perfunctory response and casually said, "Not bad. Not bad. It suits my taste!" Satisfied with the response, Branden smiled. They chatted while eating, like a couple married for many years.

"I received news this afternoon that Edson has been sent back to Mistel!" Catherine's movement of picking up the macaroni slowed for a moment. She wasn't surprised by this outcome.

Shane hadn't punished his nephew despite causing such big trouble, which showed his favoritism toward Edson. "Good riddance. It's better without him bothering us!" she commented.

Upon hearing Catherine's disdain for Edson, Branden agreed, "Indeed, he was quite a bother!" This brat actually dared to compete with him for Catherine by fawning over her, which was really annoying.

If Shane hadn't taken action to send Edson away, Branden would have done it himself. But when Branden did it, Edson, this notorious playboy, might live in pain for the rest of his life.

After dinner, Catherine sat on the nearby recliner, continuing to look through the data she brought back from the laboratory. Branden heated smilk and placed it next to her, then casually sat beside her.

As soon as he sat down, his strong arms skillfully wrapped around Catherine's slender waist, and he' rested his head on her neck. Catherine paused momentarily and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Again? Aren't you tired?" Branden chuckled and pinned Catherine down, his deep eyes looking down at her. His voice was deep and seductive as he said, "You knowthe best!"