All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 672 He's Inside In the afternoon, Catherine received a call from Paxton. On the phone, Paxton informed her that they had found the person.

With nothing else to do that afternoon, Catherine decided to go and see for herself. "Wait, I'll cmyself." After hanging up, Catherine grabbed her coat and prepared to leave the dorm. Suddenly, Amelia popped her head up from the bed and looked at Catherine. "Catherine, are you leaving? Catherine nodded slightly. "Do you need anything?" Amelia thought for a moment but decided it wasn't a big deal, so she didn't elaborate. "It's nothing. Go ahead. If you cback, letknow and bringssnacks." "Sure," Catherine agreed and left the dorm.

She saw a familiar vehicle parked by the roadside outside the school gate. She initially thought it was Paxton who cto pick her up, but to her surprise, when she got into the car, she saw Branden sitting in the back seat.

"Why are you back?" asked Catherine.

Karl had been unwell these days, and the Duncans' business in Casier faced sproblems, prompting Branden to make a trip back to Casier.

Catherine had expected him to be away for at least two or three days, but he had returned today. Seeing the surprise in her eyes, Branden's mood improved considerably. The exhaustion from the journey disappeared in an instant.

"I missed you," said Branden. Because he missed her, he couldn't wait to show up. Because he missed her, he wasn't willing to wait even a moment longer.

Catherine was momentarily stunned, not expecting him to say something like that. Then her lips involuntarily curled up into a smile, and her mood inexplicably improved. "Yeah, quite good," said she. She felt Branden's thoughts of her were truly heartwarming.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Paxton never expected that he would one day hear Branden utter words of endearment. This scene excited him greatly. To avoid affecting his driving, he silently turned a deaf ear and focused on driving.

After reaching the destination, Paxton handed the information to Catherine just before getting out of the car. "Miss Swann, this is the information about that person. You can take a look when you have time." The information was condensed into just a page. Catherine scanned through it, quickly grasping the content. The person's nwas Roderick Kirk, working as an assistant special effects makeup artist on the film crew. During off-work hours, he also did odd jobs on the set.

"Miss Swann, he's inside." Paxton pointed to a small room not far ahead.

"Open the door." With Catherine's command, Paxton immediately opened the small room door.

Inside the room, Roderick stood up immediately upon hearing the sound. When he saw Catherine entering the room, he was momentarily stunned.

Despite working in the entertainment industry surrounded by good-looking individuals, he was still astonished by Catherine's appearance. He thought Catherine would definitely thrive if she entered the entertainment industry. However, Roderick knew it wasn't the tto discuss this. He stared at Catherine with caution and questioned coldly. "Who are you? Why did you bringhere? What exactly do you want to do?" Catherine didn't immediately answer Roderick's questions. Instead, she reached out, pulled out the chair opposite him, and sat down with a somewhat overbearing posture. Her long legs casually crossed on the table. There were several lunch boxes on the table, the contents untouched, not even the lids opened. "Worried about poisoning?" The sarcasm in her tone was undisguised.

Roderick continued to scrutinize Catherine; he couldn't fathom her thoughts, and he didn't even know why she was after him.

Catherine reached for the lunch box on the table and began eating casually.

Paxton and the others didn't mistreat Roderick; the lunch they provided had a decent taste.

The aroma of the food wafted through the air. Roderick had been hungry the entire day and dared not even drink water, and at this moment, he could only alleviate his hunger by constantly swallowing saliva.

Catherine took a few bites and then lost interest. She casually tossed the lunch box aside and looked at Roderick across from her. "Your special effects makeup is quite well done," said she.

Regarding his profession, Roderick's eyes showed a hint of pride. "Wantto do your makeup? You'll have to wait in line." With each word of praise, his pride swelled. Catherine couldn't help but laugh. “Is it so hard to find a makeup assistant nowadays?" The word "assistant" struck a nerve with Roderick, and his face instantly twisted. He glared at Catherine and roared angrily, "What do you want? Killif you dare, or else be prepared forto call the police to arrest you!" "Call the police? Go ahead." Catherine tossed her phone onto the table. "You don't need to unlock it for a police call. Go ahead and make the call." Roderick was bewildered by Catherine's unconventional approach. He couldn't read Catherine's mind at all, and he didn't know what exactly she was up to.

After hesitating for a moment, Roderick still picked up Catherine's cell phone. Just as he did, Catherine spoke again.

"While you're at it, report my situation too." With that, Catherine placed three screenshots of the video in front of Roderick. These screenshots featured Roderick himself.

Roderick's eyes showed a flash of shock. He then composed himself and calmly looked at Catherine. "Taking pictures ofwhile I work, are you secretly in love with me?"

"Are you serious?" Catherine sneered and looked at him sarcastically. "Take a good look at yourself. These e pictures are meant to give you a bit of self-awareness. I'll give you a chance. Explain who asked you to harm Audrey. Roderick remained defiant. "I don't know what you're talking about." Receiving no answer, Catherine didn't get angry, nor did she deal with Roderick ferociously. Instead, she asked with a smile on her face, "How about making a deal?" "What kind of deal?" Roderick cto be interested.

Seeing that he took the bait, Catherine continued, "If you're willing to answer me, I'll tell you why I can recognize you and where your flaws are." A flicker of wavering appeared in Roderick's eyes. Catherine saw right through him and knew what he cared about most.

He wasn't worried about being tortured or forced to confess, but he couldn't stand it when his profession was questioned.

Catherine's words rattled him. It was so unbearable that he was going crazy. In a way, it was worse for Roderick than a few punches to him. He wanted to say it, but he couldn't.

Catherine, sensing Roderick's internal struggle, could see through everything from his subtle expressions.

She didn't know what Roderick was afraid of, but as Catherine pondered, the door to the small room was m pushed open. Branden walked in, emitting a powerful aura that made it impossible to ignore him. But people didn't dare to meet his gaze directly either. He threw a stack of documents on the table and nodded toward Roderick, signaling for him to take a look.

Roderick glanced at the documents and widened his eyes in shock, freezing in place. The next moment, he raised his head and angrily stared at Branden. He even stood up uncontrollably and was about to rush forward. "What do you want? Don't touch her!" he shouted.