At present, she couldn't lose anyone anymore.Hearing this, Sam was stunned for a moment. "Are you talking about Mr. Brighthall? No, he was not in the meditation room, so why would he trouble me? Or did something happen yesterday?"Deirdre breathed a sigh of relief. "Brendan found out that I called you yesterday, so I was afraid that he would blame you again."Sam smiled. "He won't do that... Mr. Brighthall acts tough but is actually a softie at heart."Deirdre said in frustration, "You are still standing up for him. How did you get injured? If he is really a softie at heart, he shouldn't have hurt you.""No, it's my fault for being too reckless," Sam said with a crestfallen tone. Then, he suddenly remembered something. "By the way, Ms. McKinnon, has Emily made any moves recently?"Deirdre told him everything about the ophthalmologist.Sam frowned. "She has already gone to such lengths to plot against you, so she will never contact an ophthalmologist for you with good intentions
Emily smiled gently as if nothing had ever occurred among the three of them."You guys are having breakfast so early? If I had known, I would have had breakfast at home before coming here. I thought I was too slow and didn't want to keep Ms. McKinnon waiting," said Emily.Deirdre ignored Emily, but Brendan heard the underlying meaning in her words."If you don't mind, please join us for breakfast. It's just eggs with toast. I don't know if it suits your taste," Brendan offered."Eggs with toast are even better. I'm tired of the cereals and oats I've been eating abroad. Eggs with toast are what I'm craving," said Emily as she tucked her hair behind her ear. "Thank you."Emily purposely went and sat opposite Brendan. Deirdre felt nauseous and lost her appetite halfway through her meal. Thus, she put down her cutlery."I'm done eating," Deirdre said.Brendan looked at the toast's portion that remained on the plate and furrowed his brows as he held Deirdre's hand."You've only had
Brendan no longer trusted Deirdre, and she didn't expect him to make Emily completely disappear. As long as Deirdre could contact Shea, she might have a chance to find Mrs. Engel by following the clues and turning the tables around."Oh, by the way, do you know that Shea survived and is out of Brendan's organization?" Emily suddenly spoke in a relaxed tone.Deirdre was tensed by Emily's words, wondering how she knew about it. After all, no one should be aware except the organization's members like Sam!Deirdre turned in Emily's direction, who was smiling with raised lips. "She is really lucky. I thought she would lose her life in the basement. Yet, she managed to come out of it alive and without many wounds…" Emily continued leisurely."How do you know!" Deirdre's pupils contracted. She sat up straight and felt her chest as if it was going to explode. "How do you know that she doesn't have many wounds?"Emily smiled but gave no answer. Just then, Deirdre's phone in her hand rang
Sam's phone calls kept coming in, and she barely had time to answer them.As soon as she answered, Sam couldn't wait to speak. "Ms. McKinnon! What happened on your end? Why did you suddenly hand up my call?""I'm sorry, Sam." Deirdre took a deep breath before she continued. "Emily was beside me just now. She is the culprit for Shea's disappearance."Sam was stunned. "I guessed it. Shea suddenly disappeared, and her luggage was found in the hotel by the members of the organization, but she was nowhere to be found. There is no other possibility except for being caught.""What should we do, Sam?" Deirdre asked while reminding herself to stay calm.She was deeply regretful for involving Shea in the first place."Shea is in danger…" Sam replied in a serious tone of voice, "Although I don't know why they caught her, Shea should be safe now. We have notified Mr. Brighthall, and he will go to find Shea. By the way, I've to go now. I'll contact you whenever there are any updates!" The c
"Ah, I see…" Deirdre couldn't help but exclaim, "What a small world.""It's not that the world is small," Sterling said gently and seriously. "I started planning to come back to you a long time ago. This is just an opportunity, and I took on this treatment because of you. Deirdre, don't you see? Why do you think I studied ophthalmology?"Deirdre was stunned, and her thoughts became blurred."Is it because… of my eyes?"Sterling smiled gently with affection. "I was always at a loss when it came to your eyes, and I even became frustrated at times. So when I went abroad, I didn't hesitate to dive into ophthalmology. I want to heal your eyes myself."Deirdre's lips trembled, and she couldn't deny that she was moved.She had been under the impression that Sterling would be somewhat disappointed in her, but she didn't expect him not to resent her but even specialize in ophthalmology just to treat her."Sterry… I don't deserve it.""Whether you deserve it or not is up to me to decide.
"Why are you here? Let go of me!" Deirdre struggled, frowning as Brendan's grip tightened."What am I here for?" Brendan's eyes seemed to be spewing flames when he replied. "Who gave you the right to meet Sterling Fuller without my knowledge? What do you take me for?"Deirdre winced in pain as Brendan's grip tightened.Sterling immediately stood up and tried to stop Brendan's hand, his face dark and indifferent. "Brendan Brighthall, let go of her. You're hurting her."The two men faced each other, their eyes exploding with tension and igniting the surrounding atmosphere.To Brendan's surprise, Sterling shed his usual gentle demeanor and appeared more mature and stable. Even in the face of his confrontation, he was not weak.Brendan's anger flared as he grabbed Sterling's collar, his cold eyes filled with warning as he threatened in a low voice, "Sterling Fuller, it seems you still haven't learned your lesson from a few years ago. Do you want to relive it all over again?""Enough
Deirdre's calm expression was terrifying as soon as those words were uttered.Sterling pulled his business card out of his pocket, handed it to Brendan, and said, "I'm the world-renowned ophthalmologist recommended by Emily Collins."Brendan was shocked beyond words. That doctor turned out to be Sterling Fuller!?That meant Deirdre hadn't conspired with Sterling to meet him. He was the one who had forced Deirdre to come here, and they just happened to meet again.The disappointment was evident in Deirdre's eyes when she said, "Do you understand now? Brendan, this was your choice. You forced me to come here to consult an ophthalmologist, but I had no idea that Sterry was the ophthalmologist at all. Yet, you came over and righteously labeled me as someone disloyal.""I…" Brendan was at a loss for words. He had never expected that the ophthalmologist was Sterling.But the thought of Sterling treating Deirdre, which would often put the two in close proximity, was like a needle in his
If he followed the instructions in his heart, he would feel better, but he gnashed his teeth and forced himself to stay still.The pain in his brain was like a raging fire, becoming more and more intense. Before he fainted, he heard someone calling him."Sir? Sir? Are you okay?"Under the inquiry of the waiter, Brendan gradually regained his composure, but his hands were still shaking."I'm fine."Brendan rubbed his pale face and left the cafe.-At the mansion…Ophelia left the gate and walked along the path for a long time until she saw a car. She immediately got into the passenger seat.A curtain covered the car window, and it was pitch black inside. There was a man sitting in the back seat, holding a cigarette between his fingers and exhaling smoke. One could vaguely see the crimson glow and the sharp jawline."How's it going?""Brendan has been taking the medicine continuously for half a month now. He skipped a few days in between, but it is not a big deal. I think his