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All Her Secrets Chapter 292 by Chestnut

Chapter 292 Is He Wealthy?

The previous island owner had done a great job in planning the island, and the facilities on the island were exceptionally well-equipped.

They arrived at the shore on a private yacht, where a butler personally came to greet them, and the rooms were arranged perfectly. Everyone would spend a pleasant day and night on the ship.

After the butler introduced the basic facilities to everyone, Aidan couldn’t help but praise Triston, “Well done, my boy! This time, you hit the jackpot, a deal that’s guaranteed to make a profit!

When Triston announced that he had bought the island, many people thought he was taking over something that no one else wanted. Now, it seemed that if it weren’t for the previous buyer’s urgent need for money, Triston wouldn’t have gotten such a good deal.

Although Casier was highly developed economically, land resources were limited. Most of the available land had been used for building tall buildings and real estate development, with very few opportunities like this unique vacation resource.

The distance between this island and Casier wasn’t too far, and the island had beautiful scenery and well- equipped facilities. It would definitely be highly sought after if used as a private vacation area. With the island’s stunning scenery and the Lamberts’ resources, it would be easy to make money.

People mocked Triston for being a spendthrift but didn’t know that this young man had excellent business acumen. It was just that Branden often overshadowed him..

Not only Aidan but others also thought the island was fantastic. Suddenly, Ronin approached Catherine and asked seriously, “Boss, do you also like this kind of island? How about I buy one, too, so you can have another vacation spot.”

Everyone was shocked and looked at Ronin. This was a private island, not a toy. It seemed too casual to say he would buy one.

Initially, they thought it was just a joke from Ronin, but they didn’t expect Catherine to nod seriously and say, Sounds like a good idea!”

With Catherine’s agreement, Ronin was especially happy. A bright smile appeared on his face as he said, “Thank you, Boss. I’ll take care of it!”

Although Catherine responded everyone still found it strange, especially Yesenia, who couldn’t help but ask Ronin, “Ronin, do you know how much it costs to buy an island?”

Yesenia voiced the thoughts of everyone present. They all thought that maybe Ronin, being young, was too naive, so he spoke arrogantly-buying an island just to please Catherine seemed like a joke.

Ronin responded casually, completely disregarding Yesenia’s disbelief, “For this kind of island, if there’s no specific purpose or planning, it would cost ten to twenty million dollars.”

It would cost ten to twenty million dollars? What big talk. Yesenia wanted to retort. But then, Ronin continued, “Buying the island is easy, but the facilities on the island would cost a lot more. It would take hundreds of millions of dollars for this island alone to get everything done!

“Oh, so you do know about it!” Yesenia couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Hmph!” Ronin snorted, not bothering to respond to Yesenia. The others were shocked by Ronin’s attitude toward buying an island. He seemed more relaxed about it than buying groceries. Audrey quietly approached Catherine and asked in a low voice, “Kathy, is Ronin’s family very wealthy?”

How could he casually talk about buying an island if they weren’t particularly wealthy?

While Audrey was asking the question, Catherine’s brain, like a Supercomputer quickly calculated and added up the possible wealth Ronin could have acquired over the years. With the final number in her mind, Catherine nodded at Audrey, agreeing with her statement.

“Yeah. Buying a small island is easy for him.”

Audrey looked at Catherine in shock, believing that Catherine wouldn’t lie. “Doesn’t this prove that Ronin is really wealthy?” she asked inwardly. “Could he be some prince or something?

Ignoring everyone’s speculation, Ronin, with only Catherine in his eyes, perfectly embodied the image of a small assistant.

Triston noticed that everyone was focused on the island purchase issue, so he took the initiative to speak up, diverting the topic and shifting everyone’s attention.

“Whether you buy the island or not, I, Triston Lambert, can guarantee that as long as this island is under my name, all the facilities on the island will be free for everyone present.”

Aidan, who always liked teasing Triston, thought of something and said, “Alright, stop showing off. Triston, what are your plans? Can you tell us right now?”

Triston looked at Aidan with disdain. ” You’re so nosy. Aren’t we just waiting to go to our rooms, rest, and then come out to have fun? I’ve prepared beach volleyball, barbecue, jet skis, all of it.. What else could you possibly want?”

Aidan was tired of playing the same games over and over again.

“Tsk.” He scoffed, giving Triston a cold glance. Branden took the initiative to help Catherine pick up her backpack and whispered in her ear, “Shall I escort you back to your room?”

Catherine was completely sprawled out on the couch, like a lazy sloth. After Branden finished speaking, Catherine slowly got up and nodded at him, following behind him.

Watching the two of them leave, Ronin felt a bit sad. He didn’t expect that even something as simple as carrying a bag would be snatched by another man. He was just a second too slow, and now he had no chance.

With Catherine gone, Ronin and Bryan lost interest and went to their rooms with their belongings. The others followed suit, leaving only Triston still enjoying himself.

“Hey, why is everyone leaving? You can tell me if you’re not satisfied with the activities I arranged.”

Hearing the shouting and screaming behind her, Audrey turned around and made a face at Triston.

“Shut up, Island Owner!”

Triston silently touched his nose. Why did he feel such resentment from Audrey? When did he offend this girl? He had no idea.

Branden escorted Catherine to her room. To please her, Triston arranged her room next to Branden’s, with an unobstructed 180-degree ocean view. The view was truly breathtaking.

After helping Catherine settle her luggage, Branden casually sat on the couch in the room. With one hand supporting his chin, his eyes gently gazed in Catherine’s direction.

“Rest first, or eat first?”

On the way there, Catherine had eaten some pastries prepared by Audrey, so she wasn’t hungry. The scenery here was beautiful, full of sunshine but not too hot, making it perfect for a vacation.

The warm sun shining on her made her feel drowsy, and she just wanted to lie down and rest, not wanting to move.

“I’m not hungry!” Catherine responded to Branden. Branden didn’t insist and agreed with Catherine’s decision. “Sure!”

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All Her Secrets by Chestnut

All Her Secrets by Chestnut

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Status: Completed Type: Author: Native Language: English

Catherine Swann, a simple countryside girl, was having a leisurely and carefree life in the countryside. She thought she could have a happy life there for the rest of her life. Unfortunately, life had other plans for her. Her grandfather left a will for her, making her the inheritor of the Swanns’ billion-dollar fortune. As if that wasn’t shocking enough, he also arranged a marriage for her.

Branden Duncan, the only heir of the wealthiest family in Casier, was the dream prince charming of almost all the women in Casier. But Catherine turned him down in public. Instead of being angry about it, he was attracted by Catherine's cold eyes.Although Catherine seemed to be a girl with a simple life in the countryside, she was not simple. What kind of identity did she have? How would she deal with her unexpected fiancé and the opposition from the rest of the Swanns to her inheritance of the Swanns’ fortune?

Chapter 1 Return of the Jinx At Vicente Swann's funeral. As the Swanns were one of the three prominent families in Casier, Vicente's funeral was naturally packed with big shots and members of respected families in Casier. In the noisy venue, the arrival of a girl in a white T-shirt attracted the attention of everyone present. All of the people present were either rich or powerful. Despite being good-looking, the girl wore a cheap and battered T-shirt, setting her apart from everyone else at the funeral. Seeing how she walked straight toward the Swanns family, someone couldn't help asking curiously, "Who is she? Why is she sitting with the Swanns?" "I heard that she is Miss Catherine, the second daughter of the Swanns that had lived away from the family. Vicente only asked her to come back before he died." "Is that so? I heard that Vicente ordered the family to announce his will in front of everyone before he died. I guess she only returned for this!" ... The girl did not know that she had already become the topic of the guests' discussions. She looked calmly ahead with an indifferent expression on her face. Her eyes remained focused on Vicente's portrait in the middle of the venue. Nobody knew what she was thinking about at the time. At the sight of Catherine Swann like this, Liana Swann, the youngest and favorite daughter of the Swanns, couldn't help complaining to her mother, who was sitting next to her. "Mom, what is going on with this country girl? Grandpa has died. Even if she isn't sad, she should at least pretend to cry. What would the others think if the media took a photo of her like this later? She wouldn't even change her clothes when we asked her to. People that don't know better would think that the Swanns have mistreated her!" After hearing her youngest daughter's complaints, Rachael Swann furrowed her brows too. She thought that her youngest daughter did have a point. She never loved Catherine, her daughter from the countryside, dearly. In fact, Catherine pissed Rachael off just one day after she had returned. However, it was not the right time for Rachael to handle Catherine now. She planned to wait until the funeral was over before sending Catherine back to the countryside so that Catherine wouldn't continue to embarrass the Swanns here. Looking up, Rachael saw that her husband had arrived. She comforted her youngest daughter in a low voice, "Liana, be good. Your father is here. Bear with Catherine for now. We need to deal with what is important first!" Liana couldn't show her annoyance towards Catherine in public, so she could only choke back the complaints on the tip of her tongue. Nobody noticed that Catherine, who had been looking straight ahead, smiled lightly. The Swanns never spent time with Catherine, so they wouldn't know she had exceptional hearing. Even though Rachael and Liana spoke in a low voice, Catherine clearly heard every word of their exchange. Her mother truly did not love her! As Catherine stared at Vicente's portrait, her eyes flashed with a faint trace of sadness. Did she have to cry because of pain? ... Korbin Swann walked up the stage slowly. He gave a long speech first and expressed his views about how great Vicente was before finally announcing that the family would publicly announce Vicente's will. As many people knew this beforehand, the crowd was not too surprised. Vicente had a son and daughter. It was a no-brainer who would inherit the fortune of the Swanns. However, nobody understood why Vicente would make sure to make such a fuss to announce his will publicly. Was it just for formality? The lawyer Vicente trusted the most when he was still alive opened the sealed will and read it out loud. "After careful consideration, I, Vicente Swann, leave all my shares of the Swann Corporation, real estate properties, and a 500 million-dollar deposit at the Bank of Nospines to my granddaughter, Catherine Swann..." At the lawyer's words, the crowd gasped in shock. Not even the Swanns, everyone present was dumbfounded. Catherine Swann? Wasn't she the second daughter of the Swanns, the jinx that Vicente sent off to be raised in the countryside when she was young? How could it be? She would inherit the fortune of the Swanns. With their jaws dropped, everyone shared a similar look of horror. Except for Catherine, the center of the discussion. She still looked indifferent, as though nothing had happened. Her eyes were still fixed on Vicente's portrait in the center of the hall. Her lips parted slightly as she spoke in an almost inaudible voice. "Old man, what were you thinking?"

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