"Stop!"Deirdre rushed over and hugged Brendan tightly. "Brendan Brighthall! What are you doing?"Brendan never expected Deirdre to suddenly appear. His icy-cold eyes turned somewhat warmer, but his determination remained."Deirdre, you shouldn't have come. Move aside. I'll handle this myself."Deirdre was on the verge of going insane. "How do you plan to handle this? Kill her? If you do that, the i240 will never be yours! And if you die, what about our child? What about me? You always like to show off your power, but have you ever thought about the consequences of what you're going to do? Do you want your child to grow up without a father?"Brendan's black eyes flickered, and his voice was hoarse. "There must be a solution..."Deirdre held him tightly. In fact, she wanted Emily dead more than Brendan. She wanted Emily to be imprisoned and avenge Shea's death and the i240.But the truth was, they had no other choice."A solution?" Emily stood up from the ground and immediately
In the distance, the sound of a man's voice echoed as he strode into the courtyard, his leather shoes clicking against the ground.Emily glared at him. "It's all because of your useless hypnosis. You promised me that Brendan would gradually fall in love with me if I used it, but look at how it turned out!"Ryker leaned against a chair. "I don't know why Brendan's willpower is so strong or why his love for Deirdre is so strong… but ultimately, it's because you only learned the superficial aspects. If it was me who hypnotized him, the plan would have succeeded long ago.""When it comes to hypnosis, I'm not as good as you are. You are indeed amazing for being able to hypnotize Cillian to death," Emily admitted. She wanted to argue because of her unwillingness to give in, but she couldn't refute his words.She had only been able to make Brendan subconsciously trust her and doubt Deirdre. Yet, after all her efforts, it was still not as effective as a simple i240."What are you going to
"I've got a way to delay his return from Germia. By then, it'll be useless even if he manages to develop the antidote.""Really?" exclaimed Emily with her eyes lit."But we can only delay him for a while at most, so we must execute the plan before he develops the antidote," replied Ryker.Emily clenched the armrest of her chair, grinding her teeth until her lip was nearly torn."What other plans do you have? Brendan won't let me get close, and hypnosis only works when the other party is not on guard," she asked."You forgot we have another candidate, haven't we?" Ryker replied confidently with his eyes narrowed.-After Deirdre sent Brendan back, she had Sam ignite the i240, but Brendan vehemently opposed it."If I use it, I may become a fool. I won't allow myself to become that kind of person and let my child have a father with dementia!" he protested.Deirdre sat down beside him, lowering her head and holding his hand. "Brendan, I know your pain and struggle. No one wants to
Deirdre's expression was complicated as she suddenly remembered Sterling's words before leaving. She furrowed her brows and asked her mother, "Mom, did Brendan take his medicine on time before?""On time? Of course, he did. He never left a single drop when I took it for him. Why do you ask?" replied Ophelia.Deirdre shook her head in response. If Brendan had not stopped taking his medicine, then his sudden weakness must be due to another problem. Perhaps the chill from being in the water had caused irreparable damage to his body, even if it was only for a short time?"Talking about the medicine, there are still several doses of medicine left when you and Brendan went to Eastgene. Since Brendan is in such bad health, I thought we should start giving him the medicine again tomorrow. It will be a waste to let it go unused. Who knows? Maybe he'll feel better after taking it," Ophelia said while holding Deirdre's hands."There are still several doses left?" Deirdre felt that Brendan was
Deirdre had once thought about it, even cursed Brendan to disappear from this world. But now that they had reunited, that curse had instantly turned into pain and torture.Wiping the sweat off her face, Deirdre stood up and put on a jacket. Just as she was about to leave, she heard Brendan speaking to Sam downstairs.She went down the stairs, and Brendan saw her, reaching out to hold her before she reached the last step.Deirdre touched his suit and hesitated. "Why are you dressed so neatly today? Where are you going?"Sam couldn't help but say, "Ms. McKinnon, please persuade Mr. Brighthall not to go to work today. He insists on going to work today and plans to continue doing so in the future." "Sam," Brendan warned him in a low voice.Deirdre frowned, staring at him with feigned anger. "What? You didn't tell me yourself and got mad when Sam did?""It's not that I don't want to tell you. It's just that this guy told you before I did," Brendan explained in a gentle voice.His e
Sam suddenly spun the steering wheel, narrowly avoiding hitting the guardrail in a state of shock. "Mr. Brighthall..."Sam sounded hoarse. Brendan's words sounded calm as if he had already made up his mind to face death."Don't worry too much. Dr. Fuller will definitely develop a cure to counteract the side effects before they take effect on you," Sam reassured him."I know," replied Brendan, his face steady and his black eyes without any ripples."But there is always a second possibility in the world. Before that second possibility arrives, I want to ensure that the Brighthall Group grows into a towering tree to provide support for Deirdre… and our child."-In the villa...After Deirdre finished her breakfast with an uneasy heart, she called the family mansion. The housekeeper answered the phone and became immediately respectful when she realized it was Deirdre. "Madam, you are coming to visit Madame Brighthall? Sure, madam. It's definitely convenient for you to pay a visit.
To avoid making Ophelia uncomfortable, the maids had left and only put the supplements in the kitchen.Deirdre nodded and walked toward the kitchen in her flat shoes. As Deirdre entered the kitchen, Ophelia picked up her teacup and took a sip.From her posture, Madame Brighthall didn't feel that Ophelia was just a rural village woman who had been living there for a long time."Madame Brighthall, do you really think I look familiar? Which one of your friends looks like me? I'm quite curious."Madame Brighthall snapped out of her thoughts, her expression shifting. She rested her forehead on her hand and forced herself to calm down before sighing. "It's not any particular friend, and having met so many people, I can't really remember the details. So, when I saw you just now, I felt that you are somewhat familiar.""Is it just somewhat familiar or… the same look?"Madame Brighthall was stunned. Ophelia moved closer and whispered something into her ear.Meanwhile, Deirdre was rumma
Brendan held her in his arms and nodded to Ophelia. They both waited anxiously for the doctor to come out and only after he declared that everything was fine did they both breathe a sigh of relief."I told you, there's nothing to worry about," Brendan said as he held Deirdre's cold hands.Deirdre realized this later and hugged Brendan tightly for a long time. She blushed slightly as if she were starting to rely more and more on Brendan, which might not necessarily be a good thing.Madame Brighthall was then transferred to a regular ward, and during this time, Brendan's phone in his pocket kept ringing.Deirdre couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going to answer it? Is it a work matter?" Brendan glanced at the caller ID. He had just been discussing a business deal with someone and had left the meeting abruptly. Naturally, his phone would be bombarded with calls."It's work-related, but it's not important." Brendan wrapped Deirdre's cold hand in his palm and exhaled a warm breath w