All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 701 The Arroyos Catherine didn't lose her temper, but Zobber was getting impatient. She directly slapped Davy in the face, saying, "What are you saying? How dare you lie here? Do you want to die?" "Smack!" The loud slap echoed throughout the private room.

Davy covered his face and cried in pain. Then he coughed violently, spitting out blood with a white tooth mixed in it.

The surrounding people watched this scene coldly. For them, it wasn't entertaining at all.

Zobber had already restrained the force of the slap. If she had used full strength, Davy might have already passed out.

"Here's another chance. If you don't talk, don't blme for being ruthless! "Zobber threatened.

"Miss, spare me!" Davy knelt on the ground, continuously bowing. "I really didn't lie. Please spare my life." Zobber took out a fruit knife from the side and waved it in her hand. Davy was frightened and seemed on the verge of fainting at any moment.

But he remained silent, no matter how Zobber threatened him.

Suddenly, Catherine, who had been sitting aside, stood up, making everyone tense.

It had been a long tsince they had seen Catherine take action, and they didn't know what fate awaited Davy this time.

Catherine approached Davy step by step with a powerful aura that almost suffocated him. He looked up, and fear filled his eyes.

The unexpected happened the next moment.

Catherine did strike, but her target wasn't Davy. It was Davy's wife lying on the side. With great force, a single strike from Catherine knocked Davy's wife unconscious.

After dealing with Davy's wife, Catherine shifted her icy gaze back to Davy. Davy trembled in fear. “Miss, spare me. I'll confess everything!" Catherine lifted her chin and pointed to the woman lying on the side. She said, " She's out. I don't have to teach you what to say, right?" Davy looked at his unconscious wife and nervously swallowed. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to reveal the truth. With his fierce wife unconscious and unable to hear, he felt bold.

"Miss, it really wasn'tthis time. Someone senta room number, saying Audrey was waiting forinside. When I arrived, Audrey was already unconscious in bed. I didn't touch her." Trying to clear his name, Davy hurriedly added, "I just lifted the quilt, and then my wife cin. The media has reported the rest. I don't need to say more." "Phone," Catherine said in a low voice, and Zobber immediately approached, taking Davy's phone from his pocket.

Catherine didn't let Davy off there. She lifted Davy's chin with the toe of her shoe. "Your methods are quite skilled. You've done this a lot, haven't you?" Davy grinned at Catherine, his face full of flattery. His sycophantic demeanor was highly disgusting. People like him could sacrifice anything for their own interests. "Miss, not really. Most of the time, those women climb into my bed for fand fortune. I have sstatus in the industry, and they'll do anything to make a nfor themselves." The woman on the floor moved her fingers; Catherine lightly stepped on her, and she quieted down. Davy, eager to please Catherine, didn't notice the movement on the side.

"What about your wife? I heard you climbed up using her family's connections. You're cheating on her outside so openly. Aren't you afraid she'll find out?" asked Catherine.

Of course, he was afraid. Davy was only daring to confess because his wife was unconscious and couldn't hear. However, faced with Catherine's inquiry, he arrogantly said, "How could the fool woman find out? She's stupid. If it weren't for her family being somewhat useful, I would have divorced her long ago. She doesn't realize what kind of person she is. How can someone like her match up to me?" Davy got more excited as he spoke, revealing all his vulgar thoughts. Unbeknownst to him, as he spoke, his wife, who had been lying on the side, had opened her eyes. Her not-so- beautiful eyes were now filled with rage, like a volcano ready to erupt.

Except for Davy, everyone else noticed this scene and eagerly anticipated the .

As Davy continued his vulgar tirade, his wife, unable to endure it any longer, exploded and shouted. "Davy, you scumbag!" Davy's face instantly turned pale at this roar. Stiffening, he turned to face his wife's furious expression, and his heart felt like it was about to stop.

"Darling, you've misunderstood. I..." He wanted to explain.

"Misunderstood? Haha..." His wife, no longer deceived, went straight into action.

The two struggled, but throughout, it was Davy who took the beating. Although his wife's appearance was average, her fighting skills were not bad, and she had Davy fleeing with his head in his hands.

Catherine, with her people, left the private room, leaving the couple to settle their disputes.

Zobber was efficient in her work. She restored Davy's phone using technology, recovering all the deleted messages. "Catherine, Davy wasn't lying. He did receive a message." "Who's the sender?" Catherine asked.

"A strange number, only active for a week." Zobber had alreadyinvestigated the number as soon as the data was restored, but there were no useful clues. Catherine handed the number to Ronin. "Check it." Ronin confidently took the number. Rest assured, Catherine." Zobber was curious about Ronin's investigative methods, so she looked over at his computer.

She was surprised to find that Ronin could control the entire video surveillance system, accurately locating the store that sold the phone card.

Although the phone card wasn't registered with real names, the m communication service provider had N recards of purchase and activation times. By matching the times, they could find the buyer. When the surveillance footage was pulled up, everyone saw the person who bought the card-a face that looked unfamiliar, plain, and unmemorable.

Zobber felt somewhat disappointed, but Ronin wasn't disheartened. This was just the first step; there was no rush.

He took a screenshot of the face, fed it into the facial recognition database, and soon got results.

He immediately reported to Catherine, saying, "Catherine, found it! The person who bought the card has been working at the Arroyos, serving as a driver." Catherine squinted at Ronin. "The Arroyos?" Ronin supplied additional information. "Kamren's home, the place Emma was sent to by her own uncle not long ago." "Humph." Catherine sneered, a glint of coldness flashing in her sharp eyes, causing a chill to run down the spines of everyone present.

Gathering courage, Ronin asked in a low voice, "Catherine, do you wantto bring the person over?" "No need." Catherine stood up and said, “We'll personally pay them a visit.

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