All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 744 Young and Powerful Branden knocked on the door of the lab right at six pm. Catherine stopped the experiment when she heard the knocking. She knew who was there without looking. Only one man dared to interrupt her at this time. There was no one as principled and persistent as him.

After Catherine saved the experimental data, she turned off the computer. The experiment was not in a hurry. She found inspiration from the competition just now and made a breakthrough. She transferred all the subsequent data to Rodge and asked him to continue studying with Scott.

She put away everything and turned around to look at the man leaning against the door frame. “Let's go." Branden grabbed her slim waist and whispered in her ear, "Do you want to eat outside or go home?” With many things to handle, Catherine did not want to spend too much ton supper. "Let's grab a bite outside." Seeing her frosty face, Branden knew what she was going to do.

He asked Paxton to arrange a restaurant that Catherine liked and ordered in advance. They drove there later. Tonight was not a good tto enjoy delicate food. They finished their meal quickly and got back to the car.

Paxton reported the latest information to them. "Mr. Duncan, Atticus is located. Are we going now?" Branden glanced at Catherine, who showed no emotions on her face and nodded. Paxton immediately asked the driver to drive. He already had men guarded outside Atticus's room in the hotel.

Atticus did not stand a chance to escape.

Atticus was still immersed in the failure of the match. He had just becthe mentor of the Ace Team. And they faced the Styre Team in the finals, which had barely made the top three before. And they lost. Now, everyone blamed him for his inability and accused him of leading the team to failure.

The university ended his contract mercilessly and demanded huge compensation from him. Atticus thought, 'I lost the gand failed to kill Catherine. How can I afford the compensation? I used to be proud. Now I'm broke and hated by everyone. I blCatherine. If it were not for her, I would not end up like this.' He got more and more outraged when he thought of this. He smashed the wine bottle on the wall. He swore to make Catherine pay for what she did and settle the accounts with her.

Atticus stared ahead viciously, imagining Catherine standing in front of him. He roared fiercely, "Catherine, you wait and see!" The next second, a loud bang interrupted his thought. The closed door was kicked open from outside.

The person Atticus had just imagined stood right there casually. Catherine looked up and smiled weirdly. Her chilly gaze fell on him. "Professor Sterling, Are you looking for me?" Atticus shook his head hard to ensure she was not an illusion of wine. She really was here.

After he becsober, Atticus was scared to death. He fell to the ground and stared at Catherine shockingly. Why, why are you here?" Catherine sneered. She raised her eyebrows and looked up and down at Atticus teasingly. "Maybe because you are thinking about me?" Atticus almost wetted his pants. His face turned pale, and his body shrank back uncontrollably.

The more he retreated, the more Catherine advanced. He was cornered.

Catherine squatted down to grab his collar. Before she raised her fist, Atticus, who was still boasting not long ago, had already shouted out regardless of his image. "What are you going to do, Catherine? You are in Alton. You are going to jail for murder." Catherine looked at him, amused. She asked, "What do you think I'm going to do? Murder you? You don't have to worry about that. Death is only too easy for you. And I don't want to get my hands dirty for you." The disdain and pride in her laughs let Atticus know she was not bluffing. Atticus knew that he had no dignity in front of Catherine. She thought nothing of him. But he didn't care about it because all he wanted was to live.

Catherine grabbed his collar and slammed it. Atticus was thrown onto the wall and fell to the ground again. He painfully covered his chest and struggled to look up at Catherine. He asked, “Can I ask you a question?" Catherine looked around casually and answered, "Yes." Atticus could not wait to ask his biggest questions. "Why aren't you poisoned? How did you I was behind the scenes?" He knew it was impossible to strike back without knowing the schfrom the beginning. He just could not figure out how she saw through everything.

Catherine sneered at Atticus and said, I didn't expect you to ask such a foolish question, but I'm in a good mood today. So you can get an answer. 11 "When Professor Lynch induced Paddy to poison me, I found out he was behind the scenes and then found out about you."

She was poisoned and fell into a coma because of Paddy's poison m But it was nothing in front of Connie. Connie was not only a skilled doctor but also an expert in neuropathy. She was more capable than Fergus. Catherine caround after Connie's treatment. After she sobered up, she asked Connie to cooperate with her and found out Fergus was behind the scenes. And then she found out about Atticus.

Atticus opened his eyes widely in shock. He could not believe what he heard. He thought he had a perfect plan that could defeat Catherine. It turned out he was the one that was caught in a spider's web. He laughed crazily. Catherine stood there with no expressions, letting him laugh out loud as if she was watching a clown show that was not funny at all.

Atticus laughed for a while and stopped to glare at Catherine. "You think you've won? You can never win, Catherine. Never." Catherine did not even bother to drag him up. She stepped on him with one foot, looking down at him from a height like a king. "You go back and tell that old guy I'm at daggers drawn with the Breens."

Catherine's words gave him goosebumps instantly. He thought of the Breens as his trump card. But she already saw through it. Atticus looked at Catherine in shock and thought, How cshe is so young yet powerful, as if everything was in control of her? Shane is my life-saving straw. Now that she knew about it. What would happen to me?' He dared not imagine. Atticus stared at Catherine frightenedly and trembled. "What will you do to me? "he asked.