All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 801 Zobber's Disguise Zobber was bored in the room, so she found her way to Withal's room and promptly shut down his computer.

Engrossed in a gand on the verge of winning, Withal exploded in anger. He threw down his gcontroller, glared at Zobber, and snapped, "What's your problem again? Can't you see that I'm playing a gright now? Don't bother me!" "You're the one with the problem!" Although Withal was still furious, Zobber did not care and stuck close to him. "Withal, let's go out. I feel like staying here any longer, and I might end up with sillness." Withal shot her a disdainful look. "I'd go out if I could, but have you forgotten Catherine's orders?" He also thought the whole situation was boring. Otherwise, he wouldn't be playing games here.

Catherine instructed them to rest at Connie's house and not go out for a while. Otherwise, Withal would have already gone out. Although he had sinjuries, they were nothing he couldn't handle.

Withal's response left Zobber helpless. She feared that if they stayed any longer, she'd go crazy. "Withal, Catherine doesn't want us to go out mainly because she's worried about the danger of revealing our whereabouts. But how many people do you think will recognize us if we disguise ourselves?" Zobber excelled in disguise even more than Catherine. Her suggestion shook Withal, who was well aware of Zobber's abilities.

Sensing Withal's change in mood, Zobber seized the opportunity. "Let's just go out for a short while. We'll take a stroll and then cback. Nothing will happen." Withal was successfully tempted, agreeing to Zobber's proposal. Before heading out, Zobber disguised both of them.

Zobber's disguising skills were remarkable. When Withal stood in front of the mirror, he couldn't recognize himself. Seeing his expression, Zobber smirked. "Let's go. Early out, early back." Giving a break to Paxton, Branden personally drove Catherine to Connie's house. When they passed a large supermarket, Catherine signaled Branden to stop the car. "Buy something for Zobber and Withal. They've been cooped up at Connie's house for days, probably going crazy." Branden never opposed Catherine's decisions. Whatever she said, he did.

They parked the car in the supermarket's garage. Branden fetched a cart, and they went shopping together. Wearing a duckbill hat that hid her face, Catherine didn't attract much attention. Branden, on the other hand, was different. Standing in the crowd, he immediately caught people's eyes. His handsface was enough to drive women crazy. Coupled with that unique charm he exuded, he instantly drew many admiring glances. Branden was unconcerned about the attention. His eyes were solely on Catherine.

When Catherine headed to the snacks section, Branden maneuvered the cart in that direction.

Two bold young girls approached him.

The road ahead was blocked, and Branden furrowed his brow, casting a displeased glance at the two girls.

Their intense desire overcthe inner fear, and the girls boldly approached Branden. "Hey, handsome, can I get your Whatnumber?" After speaking, the girl shifted her gaze to Catherine. "This lady is your sister, right? I don't think she'd mind if you giveyour Whatnumber." Their speech, immature and irritating, didn't sit well with Branden. But since he had been with Catherine the whole day, he was in a good mood and didn't want to confront the two.

He intended to warn them and make them leave. However, unexpectedly, Catherine walked straight past them without looking back.

The snack area wasn't in that direction, and this sudden move caught Branden off guard.

Seeing Catherine leave, the two girls got more excited and thought she deliberately gave them an opportunity. "Handsome, since that lady avoided us, just give us your Whatnumber." "Asking a stranger for a contact number in broad daylight? Did your parents not teach you any manners?" Branden coldly eyed the two, his attitude not the least bit friendly.

His intense aura left the two girls stunned. Branden didn't want to waste there. He swiftly pushed the cart in Catherine's direction.

"I wanted to go to the snack area. Why bringhere?" "Quit the chatter and follow my lead." Not far ahead, an elderly couple argued at a crossroads about where to go next. People found it amusing that they were squabbling over snacks, even at their age.

Catherine, with a serious face, walked toward them. She lightly rested her hand on the man's shoulder when she passed by.

"Who's that?" The man, annoyed by the interruption, spoke harshly.

But when he turned his head, his initially angry eyes turned vacant, mixed with a hint of fear.

The woman, witnessing the man's sudden loss of words, found it strange. When she turned around, she was taken aback. "Ca..." Before she could finish her sentence, Catherine silenced her with a glance.

The two people were none other than Zobber and Withal in disguise. They had never expected that Catherine would catch their disguised appearance.

Branden rushed over. He was initially puzzled, not understanding why Catherine was angrily leaving. But now, he realized Catherine was trying to catch the two in the act.

Seated in the car, Zobber looked guilty and cautiously nudged Withal, silently asking him. "What should we do?"

Withal rolled his eyes, deciding to om take whatever punishment cIt was the fault for not their way. It was listening and going out without permission. If Catherine wanted to punish them, they'd have to accept it.

Seeing Withal's indifference, Zobber had to figure out a solution herself. She put on a flattering smile, approached Catherine, and asked, "Catherine, what brings you here?" Catherine remained calm, her eyes cold and indifferent, showing no emotion in her face or voice. "If I didn't come, how would I witness such a poorly done disguise?"

Zobber was willing to accept punishment, but she couldn't allow Catherine to question question her disguising skills. Unhappy, she started to defend herself. "Catherine, where was my disguise poorly done? It was impeccable. Withal couldn't even recognize himself."

Seeing that she was unconvinced, Catherine reached out and gently rubbed Zobber's forehead. "The glue on the headgear is so transparent it reflects light. And you dare say your disguise is impeccable?" Zobber's disguise skills were indeed impressive, but this seemingly flawless masquerade was full of loopholes. Upon closer examination, the flaws becapparent.

After Catherine pointed out the flaws, Zobber completely lost her temper. She was trapped at Connie's place with limited resources, and pulling off such a disguise was already a formidable challenge.

She never thought she'd encounter the keen-eyed Catherine, who saw through it all at a glance. "Catherine, I conceded. Punishas you see fit.” X