All Her Secrets

Chapter 893 Paid LeaveExclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Catherine stepped out of the lab to find Marshall standing at the door with a worried frown.

“What has got Professor Hartley frowning like it’s the end of the world? Why don’t you share the news and brighten my day too.”

Seeing her in a playful mood only deepened Marshall’s gloom. ” Catherine, I have something to tell you, but try not to freak out.”

Catherine remained calm, but her voice turned cooler. “Professor, out with it. I can take the pressure.”

Seeing her steady demeanor, Marshall bravely handed her his phone. “I’m at a loss for words. Have a look yourself.”

Catherine took the phone, and her expression tensed as she glanced at the screen. Marshall couldn’t quite read her, given her subtle reaction. Before he could ask, Catherine got straight to the point. “What’s the school’s move on this?”

Caught off guard by her composure, Marshall was visibly shaken. After all, people wouldn’t be as calm as Catherine in such a situation.

Marshall was silent, which prompted Catherine to ask, “You’re here to announce the school’s decision, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” Marshall reluctantly admitted. ” The school is giving you a few days off.”

“Not bad. They are still granting me paid leave.” Catherine laughed at herself. And she knew that the school had been quite forgiving towards her. With leaders above her, Catherine was aware that not all would favor her.

“I respect the school’s decision,” she stated. “The lab’s yours. I’m taking two days off.”

“Catherine, don’t worry too much about this mess. If you’re innocent, the school will clear your name. Let me know immediately if you need anything, okay?” Marshall said.

“Take a chill pill. Everything will be ok.

“Catherine assured him.

After comforting Marshall, Catherine slipped off her lab coat and walked out, planning to collect her things from the office since she would be away from the lab for a while.

Just as she finished packing, her phone rang with an unknown number. A chill passed through her eyes as she answered to a cold male voice. “Miss Swann, it’s been a long time.”

“Get to the point, or I’ll hang up,” Catherine snapped back, short on patience.

“Miss Swann, why so hasty? Last time, I conceded. This time, how confident are you about getting out of this tight spot? How desperately must Styre University need your talent to keep you, despite the risk of harboring an alleged murderer? If you work with me, I can clear your name with ease.” The man’s voice was firm.

Catherine let out a cold laugh. “The same terms?”

“That’s right. Share your research findings with us, and I’ll help you escape this predicament,” the voice confidently proposed.

“Give me a day to think it over,” Catherine replied.

The caller agreed to her request. “As you say, Miss Swann.”

After hanging up, Catherine turned to find Branden standing behind her, his sharp gaze fixed on her. “You’re here,” she greeted him with a subtle smile.

Noticing his look, Catherine surmised he had overheard her call. She casually waved her phone, “Some collaboration offer, but I didn’t bite.”

Branden didn’t push for more information, respecting her choice.

“Get ready to head out?” Branden asked.

“Yes, the school has given me a short break. Not sure how long, so I’m seizing the chance to rest,” she replied. Catherine was confident Branden knew about the situation, his presence confirming his awareness.

“Perfect!” Branden smiled, pinching her cheek playfully. “You’ve been working too hard. Time to rest and fatten you up a bit.”

“Okay, I’ll follow your lead,” said Catherine happily.

Branden swept her into his arms. “Such a compliant one,” purred Branden adoringly. “Come on, let’s head home. Leave the rest to me.”

“Okay!” Catherine gave a gentle smile and nodded in agreement.

As Branden’s gaze shifted from Catherine, it turned icy. He was ready to make those who dared to touch his woman pay the price.