All Her Secrets

Chapter 902 Dietary Restrictions
At three in the afternoon, Catherine arrived at the agreed location on time. The other party, however, notified her of the address
at two thirty. Upon receiving the address, Catherine promptly set off and arrived punctually. Just as she finished parking, a boy
appeared beside her.
“Are you Catherine?” he asked. Catherine nodded, and the boy handed her a note. “Someone asked me to give this to you,” he
said.
“Thank you,” Catherine replied, taking the note and opening it.
It was a Sudoku puzzle, not too difficult. Catherine quickly solved it, revealing a simple set of coordinates. Following the
coordinates, she soon reached her destination-a stylish restaurant that stood out amidst the surrounding skyscrapers with its
industrial decor, exuding a distinct charm.
Upon entering, a waiter guided her inside, leading her through a corridor to the basement. It was there that she discovered a
totally different place.
“Miss Swann, your reserved private room is right here. Your guest is already waiting inside,” the waiter informed her.
“Okay,” Catherine grunted, pressing the door handle and entering the room.
The spacious room contained only one person, quietly perusing the menu at the dining table. After she entered, the person didn’t
even look up, but softly said, “Miss Swann, please have a seat.”
Catherine pulled out a chair and sat across from the man.
“Miss Swann, any dietary restrictions? “he politely inquired.
Catherine looked at him and sneered. ” Don’t you even know my dietary restrictions?”
The man seemed taken aback, apparently not expecting Catherine to say that. “Miss Swann, what do you mean? It’s our first
meeting. How could I possibly know if you have any dietary restrictions?” he asked.
“You seem to understand me so well, yet you don’t even know about my dietary restrictions?” Catherine replied.

Hearing this, the man chuckled. “It seems we haven’t done our job well enough.” He was initially worried that Catherine might
have sensed something amiss, and he was now reassured.
As he assessed Catherine, she was also sizing him up. “Since you’re here, care to introduce yourself?” she asked. “You know
about me, but I don’t know about you!”
The man’s appearance was unremarkable, with no distinctive features that would make him stand out in a crowd. Yet Catherine
saw through his facade. This man must have been disguised, and the face she saw was not his real one. “What’s behind that
mask?” she wondered.
Perhaps sensing Catherine’s scrutiny, the man proceeded to introduce himself. “Miss Swann, you can call me Cloude! I’ve
always admired your talent and would like to be friends with you. If you’re willing, Miss Swann, we can not only be business
partners but also good friends!”
Catherine observed him with narrowed eyes. “Being friends with you comes at a high price!” she remarked.
Cloude, also known as Black Robe, was revealing his identity for the first time, deeming Catherine’s unique nature worthy of
sharing his name. “Miss Swann, I assure you that being friends with me will not leave you at a loss. Although it may seem like
you’re losing out on some benefits, you should know that even if I don’t get them, they won’t end up in your pocket. Remember.
This project belongs to Styre University and is under the jurisdiction of Eskana.”
“Mr. Cloude, I think it’s necessary to emphasize that I am Eskanese,” Catherine said in a serious tone.