However, Brendan's unquestioning obedience to Emily didn't make sense to Jet. Deirdre's face flashed through his mind. Initially, Jet dismissed her words as absurd, refusing to believe in the existence of hypnosis or its effect on Brendan.But Brendan's behavior was too strange, too irrational. It felt as if Emily had some kind of control over him. With determination, Jet gnashed his teeth and quickly descended from the elevator to the first floor. He walked briskly, and as he reached the outside, he saw Emily's car pulling away.Jet hopped into his car and decided to follow her, assuming she would head to the subsidiary company. However, to his surprise, her car took a different direction. Something felt off about the situation. Eventually, Jet noticed Emily's car parked in an unfamiliar villa. She confidently entered the premises as if she was intimately acquainted with the place, as though it was her own home.Where was this?Jet couldn't believe his eyes. He immediately contact
"Did you check if you were being followed when you came here today?" asked Ryker.Emily snapped out of her daze. "What?"Ryker cursed to himself, thinking she was being clueless. "Someone was tailing you.""What!?" Emily instantly sobered up, trying to get up, but Ryker pressed her against the railing, keeping her still."Now, if you show even the slightest hint of surprise, people here will notice. He's probably still recording a video. Call Brendan now," Ryker instructed."Are you crazy? Instead of stopping the person in the car, why should I call Brendan?" Emily was confused."Obviously, it's not for Brendan to see us together. When you call Brendan, you'll tie up his line, preventing the person in the car from getting through. Understand?" Ryker smirked.Emily finally grasped the plan and bit her lip as she discreetly took out her phone, dialing Brendan's number.Meanwhile, Ryker maintained a serious expression, playing his part alongside Emily.In the car, Jet saved their
Emily's expression was a mix of complexity and gloom.Jet's combat skills were truly outstanding. It was worth noting that the individuals brought by Ryker were top champions in their respective fields. Despite that, Jet managed to hold his ground against ten opponents, delivering blows and leaving many of them with bruised egos.No wonder the boss hesitated to engage in a direct confrontation with the normal Brendan. If they were to face each other, it was unclear who would come out on top."Search him and find his phone," ordered Ryker.The group of people rummaged through Jet's belongings, even turning his car upside down. They reported, "Mr. Wight, the phone is not on him.""Not on him? How is that possible?" Ryker sneered, took a step forward, grabbed Jet's chin, and lifted it up. "As someone who came to track us, how can you not have a phone or any device on you? The reason we can't find it now is simply that you've hidden it. Where did you hide it?"Jet's chin was injured,
"It's impossible!" Brendan's face turned ice-cold in the darkness, exuding a chilling aura. He firmly repeated, "It is absolutely impossible."Tears welled up in the assistant's eyes as she nodded and said, "Sam just called and asked if he should come back immediately—""Tell him to stay where he is! He must not act without my orders!" Brendan sternly interrupted her."Why?" The assistant couldn't comprehend. "Mr. Jet is currently missing, and having someone reliable by your side like Sam could be of great assistance. It seems like a waste to keep him at that company..."Brendan's face remained cold, and a flicker of emotions passed through his dark eyes, too quick to discern. "There's no need for a why. His loyalty does not lie with me, and I do not require a subordinate who sympathizes with the enemy.""The enemy?" The assistant looked up. "Are you... referring to Ms. McKinnon? But I believe Sam trusts her for a reason.""So, are you suggesting that I made a mistake in this mat
"I don't know. I just suddenly woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. But it's alright. If we can go back earlier, maybe I'll feel at peace in Village Alnwick," Deirdre replied, shaking her head.Joseph rubbed his hands, envisioning the future. "Yeah. You can stay in Tobey's house for now. Then, your sister-in-law and I will renovate your old house, making it sturdy and cozy. That way, when the child is born, it will be comfortable to live in."Deirdre was surprised. "But how can I accept that? Building a new house will cost a lot of money. Don't waste it on me."Joseph reassured her. "How can you call it a waste? It's my honor to contribute to my sister's and the child's house. Besides, Tobey will lend a hand, so it won't be too burdensome."Deirdre pursed her lips, not wanting to be a burden. "If you feel uncomfortable about it, you can find a suitable job after the child is born. I heard you played the piano well before. The resort happens to need a pianist, with a decent sala
Deirdre, biting her lower lip till it tinged with a hint of red, expressed her reason for seeking out Jet. "I wanted to know what happened to you after you returned from the resort. How could someone change so drastically, forgetting everything that came before and even marrying Emily?"Brendan coldly stared at her, searching for any signs of deception on her face. After a moment, he released her hand.He sneered. "Nothing happened when I returned from the resort. I simply grew tired of you. As for marrying Emily, can't you see that she's more deserving of me than you?""Brendan Brighthall! You heartless b*stard!" Joseph shouted, pinned down in the car. "How can you say such things to Deirdre? She came all this way, enduring hardships while carrying your child, thinking you had your reasons. But in the end, is this how you treat her? She's not worthy of you? Is that your excuse for abandoning her? Then why did you let her get pregnant? Why did you let her bear your child?"Deirdre'
"So, what's your plan?" Emily hesitated for a moment before continuing. "Doesn't your organization have specialized interrogation methods? Find a way to extract information from Ms. McKinnon. If she doesn't reveal anything, it means she's innocent. Let her go as soon as possible."Brendan remained silent. He lit a cigarette, the smoke enveloping him and adding to his enigmatic aura.Emily held her breath, gathering her thoughts. After a moment, Brendan spoke. "This matter has nothing to do with her. Interrogating her would be pointless."Emily's heart skipped a beat. "How can you be so sure that this has nothing to do with Ms. McKinnon? I actually think—""She's not capable of it," Brendan interrupted. "I know Jet's combat skills well. If he disappeared, it couldn't have been at the hands of the man with Deirdre. He may be strong but lacks technique. He wouldn't be able to overpower Jet."Emily bit her lip. "But what if Ms. McKinnon is collaborating with someone else? Jet's disapp
"Why do you resort to death just to demand to see me?" Brendan asked coldly, his tone distant as if he were encountering a stranger.Brendan approached Deirdre, his gaze condescending, his jawline tight, and his dark eyes filled with indifference and impatience.Deirdre felt a pang of disappointment due to his demeanor, but she couldn't let it deter her. She took a deep breath, gathering her courage."I'm willing to go to such lengths because I have no other choice," she replied, her voice steady. "I need to talk to you about Jet's disappearance, about the truth that needs to be uncovered."Brendan's expression remained impassive."There's nothing to discuss," he stated dismissively. "I've already made up my mind about what happened to Jet."Deirdre refused to back down. She looked straight into his eyes, her voice firm. "You can't ignore the fact that I'm carrying your child. Regardless of our personal feelings, the child deserves your attention and care."A flicker of emotion