Deirdre nodded obediently and got into Brendan's car with Ophelia. Upon arriving at the villa, Ophelia returned to her room, leaving them in the living room. Brendan wrapped his arms around Deirdre and rested his head on her shoulder as he breathed deeply. "I'm sorry."He was the lover, the son, and the most suitable mediator, yet he had messed up even the simplest task of mediating the relationship between Deirdre and his mother. "I don't know what has gotten into my mother. She used to love you more than she loves me."Deirdre wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling his steady breath against her shoulder. Her gaze shifted from being distracted to focused, filled with care and concern. She gently caressed the man's back, offering him comfort in her touch."You don't have to apologize, and it's not your fault that Madame Brighthall isn't fond of me. At most…" Deirdre lowered her eyes. "At most, it is due to me being bad at something, and that caused her hatred.""You're gre
"You're awake?" Brendan's eyes were filled with affection that could not be concealed.Deirdre burrowed her head in his chest, still drowsy. Brendan tilted her chin and lowered his head to kiss her bit by bit. He kissed her until she could no longer take it and shoved him away."What are you doing? I haven't brushed my teeth yet.""I don't mind." Brendan's method was very passionate. He guided Deirdre's body with his arm and pinned her under him. "You're still not fully awake. What do we need to do to get you fully awake?"Sensing Brendan's hand sliding south, Deirdre opened her eyes at last. "I'm awake, I'm awake!"She opened her drowsy eyes, and her cheeks were blushing with an unnatural redness. "Why are you in my room?""To deliver a kiss to my love and… provide a wake-up call while I'm at it.""Provide a wake-up call?" Deirdre yawned. "Is it 7:00 a.m. already?""It's 8:00 a.m.""8:00 a.m.?" Deirdre looked at him. "That's early.""Right, I would like to bring you somewher
Deirdre said, "I welcome Sam to join us, of course. However, it depends on the occasion too, right? It would be inappropriate for him to come. After all, we…"Brendan's action of getting in the car paused for a moment. He turned his head to look at Deirdre's conflicted, embarrassed face and said in a comforting tone, despite not understanding the situation, "Don't worry, he won't keep us from anything."Deirdre could only heave a sigh and get into the car after hearing how determined Brendan sounded. It was as if Sam's presence was compulsory. She thought about how Brendan was bad at being romantic at times. Why would someone insist on bringing a third wheel on a date? The couple would not have the chance to be intimate with each other.The car's engine was started, and Brendan drove the car to the Brighthall Group seemingly.Soon afterward, he called Sam. "Come downstairs."He made it clear to Sam, and the latter rushed down in less than three minutes. He was stunned for a mome
Deirdre blinked in confusion. She could feel that something was off about the situation, yet it was Brendan who brought it upon himself.It was Brendan who insisted on letting Sam tag along on their date, yet he was jealous of Sam now out of nowhere.In fact, she wanted to punish Brendan slightly by telling him that she did have a good time. However, she thought about it from another angle and figured that Sam would be in deep trouble, so she refrained from doing it. "I'm having a good time, of course. I have a good time going out with you, after all. I can talk joyously with anyone when I'm in a good mood."Deirdre humored Brendan with a smile, and he fell for it. He appeared to be smiling even with his eyebrows. He held Deirdre's hand and kissed the back of her hand. "Really? Do you have a good time going out with me?" he asked."Hmm." Deirdre nodded to humor him but thought that it would be even better if Sam was not around.Sam minded his own business by engaging in his wo
Deirdre had an ominous feeling.Brendan's eyes were filled with overwhelming emotions. He kept quiet briefly before saying, "It's the stock transfer agreement of the Brighthall Group."Deirdre widened her eyes abruptly, and Sam, standing behind her, was stunned as well."Stock transfer agreement of the Brighthall Group? That is the stuff that determined Brendan's social status!'Deirdre was astonished. "Are you transferring the Brighthall Group's stocks to me? Why?"She was perplexed. "Don't those belong to you? Moreover, why would you transfer them to me? I have no involvement in business, and I won't be a part of your company."Brendan remained calm as he explained, "Listen to me, Deirdre. I don't have a specific reason, but I simply want to give them to you. That's all.""Transferring the company's stocks to you doesn't mean I won't be involved in the company's affairs anymore. I can still continue working, but it's a security measure for the future, for you and the child."
Sam picked up the agreement he had to sign out of curiosity and raised his head in surprise the moment he read the terms. His eyes were filled with shock.Shaun's expression was calm, and so was Brendan's. Deirdre asked, "What is it?""Nothing. Sam still has to check the agreement's content," replied Brendan.Brendan placed his arm over her shoulder and added, "I'll help you into the car first."Deirdre followed Brendan outside, raised her head, and asked, "What is the agreement that Sam is signing?"Brendan said, "It's the organization's renewal agreement. It's not important."Deirdre did not understand but did not inquire further. Sam took a photo of the agreement in the office. "What is this?" His sharp eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and his eyes were tainted with confusion. "Why is he transferring the stocks to me first and then entrusting me to transfer them to Ms. McKinnon three years later?"Shaun answered calmly, "This is Mr. Brighthall's idea. He hopes that you wil
Brendan spoke in a nonchalant tone as he uttered those words, but his voice softened when he spoke about Deirdre's future.Sam's eyes welled up with tears, and he vigorously wiped them away with his sleeves.Brendan playfully kicked him and said, "I'm still alive and kicking, you know."Sam said loudly, "Don't worry, sir! You will be safe and sound! However, if anything bad happens, I will do as you said and ensure that Ms. McKinnon's child will grow up safe and well!"Brendan's eyes were tainted with a tinge of gratification, and it vanished after a brief moment. He then turned around and left.Brendan turned his head before he shut the door and said, "I'm sorry for the previous incident, Sam."Also, it was me who caused Shea's death."-Brendan returned to the car, but Deirdre did not see Sam following behind him. "Where's Sam?" she asked.Brendan put on his seatbelt while he said, "Sam will get himself a ride back to the company.""Get a ride back to the company?" Deirdr
Deirdre instantly understood what Brendan meant. "Then let's go back.""Our date..." Brendan frowned, "What about our date?"Deirdre smiled and linked arms with Brendan. "You have already taken me to see the most beautiful sea. Besides, we can go on a date at any time, so we don't have to go today. The contract is more important."After the two got into the car, Brendan personally sent Deirdre to the villa and left a kiss on Deirdre's lips before parting. Feeling Brendan's reluctance, Deirdre waved her hands and watched him leave.Then, she turned around and went back to the villa. She felt something was wrong when she walked into the living room. She looked up suddenly, and a crowd was in the living room. There was a person sitting on the sofa who looked very similar to Madame Brighthall upon closer look."You're finally back."Hearing the voice, Deirdre froze for a moment—it was indeed Madame Brighthall. Her mood changed inexplicably because Madame Brighthall sounded as if she