Emily's eyes shimmered with a mix of joy and complexity.The joy stemmed from Brendan's state, confirming that Deirdre was truly dead. Finally, this calamity had been eradicated from the world.However, the complexity arose from the fact that despite Brendan being hypnotized by Ryker and no longer loving Deirdre, he still reacted strongly to the news of her death.Could it be that there were certain emotions in the world that even hypnosis couldn't dissolve? Even though his memories had been sealed, could the emotions freely flowing within his heart still impact Brendan?In that case, it was fortunate that Deirdre had died. Otherwise, it would only become easier to threaten Emily's position.The pale-faced assistant emerged from the storeroom, and Emily handed the child to her. "Where is Deirdre's body?"The assistant promptly took the child and replied, "It's at the morgue at Neve Hospital.""I'll accompany Brendan there. You stay home and take care of the child."Emily hurrie
Emily casually removed her coat, revealing her stunning figure. "Well, it's a bit of both," she replied with a hint of arrogance.She glanced at her fingernails and continued. "Since our honeymoon trip, Brendan has become more reliant on me and trusts me completely. He even entrusted that child to my care without any concern. I believe it won't be long before I have easy access to the top-level documents of the Brighthall Group.""Not bad." Ryker applauded her. "I didn't misjudge you. But..."He abruptly changed the subject. "Aside from all that, is there anything else that brings you happiness?"Emily thought about Deirdre's death, and a wicked smile formed on her lips. Naturally, she wouldn't mention her involvement in it. She simply raised an eyebrow and replied, "Deirdre McKinnon's death is one of them. Since you are also at the hospital, did you come to see her?"Ryker stared at her unwaveringly. "I was downstairs for a while before Brendan arrived.""Deirdre didn't die due
Ryker threw Emily to the ground and glared down at her with a menacing expression. "Emily Collins, do you think I'm stupid? Frances Ramos is motivated by money. What benefit would killing Deirdre bring her if she had no one backing her?"Emily's teeth trembled as she crawled closer and said, "Deirdre's death doesn't benefit me either! I have everything I want now. Whether she's alive or dead, it doesn't matter to me. You can't blame me for everything just because there were conflicts between us!"And..." Emily's eyes flickered with emotion as she searched for excuses, trying to avoid the truth. "And Brendan was never good to her. That basement was filthy, messy, and damp. Even a normal person couldn't bear staying there for a month, let alone someone like Deirdre, who had just given birth. It's natural for her to get infected and die in that environment— Ah!"Emily screamed in pain.Suddenly, Ryker leaned in, grabbing a handful of Emily's hair and pulling it upward.Intense pain s
The assistant's voice was hoarse as she gently reminded Brendan, "Mr. Brighthall, it's time. The car is waiting outside the door. We need to take her to the crematorium now."Brendan's eyes flickered with emotions as he approached the coffin and gently uncovered the white cloth draped over the ice casket. Inside, the woman lay peacefully, her face pale. If it weren't for the absence of vital signs, one might mistake her for being alive."The burial is scheduled for 2:00 p.m. We should leave now," the assistant urged. "Since you feel indebted to Ms. McKinnon, let's prioritize honoring her and ensure that she receives the farewell she deserves by adhering to the optimal timing, allowing her spirit to find peace.""I understand," Brendan replied.He reached out his hand, attempting to touch her through an invisible barrier. In the next instant, his body convulsed with coughs, and he struggled to catch his breath. Blood trickled from his nostrils, thick and sticky. He tried to conceal
Brendan was abruptly interrupted by a voice, causing him to turn around and find Sam standing there, his eyes bloodshot and his face filled with intense emotions."I'll take care of Ms. McKinnon's body," Sam said firmly.The assistant frowned upon seeing Sam. "Sam, weren't you in the neighboring city? Mr. Brighthall said you couldn't come without his orders. How did you—""I'm here to send off Ms. McKinnon. Can't I do that?" Sam interrupted her.The assistant glanced at Brendan, who showed no reaction. Reluctantly, she nodded. "Yes..."Sam locked eyes with Brendan. "I will handle Ms. McKinnon's body. I'll personally place her on the cart and take her to the crematorium. You don't have to worry. I don't want you to feel guilty for touching Ms. McKinnon's body and blaming her for it."The assistant couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Sam, have you lost your mind? How can you speak to Mr. Brighthall like this?"Brendan gestured to stop the assistant, but he maintained a calm ga
In the end, Sam carried Deirdre's lifeless body inside the crematorium. The assistant entered and then halfway out, her face filled with grief. "Mr. Brighthall, Ms. McKinnon has entered."Brendan seemed to have just realized it and followed inside, his dark eyes reflecting the blaze of the fire. Suddenly, he turned and walked away."Mr. Brighthall!""Bring back her ashes!"Soon, the assistant departed with the ashes. -Meanwhile, in another corner of the crematorium.Deirdre coughed and regained consciousness. Her body still felt numb and freezing. She looked up and said, "Sterling, Sam."Sam's eyes were red-rimmed."It's all over now. No one in this world will hurt you anymore. You are free," Sterling comforted her."Thank you."Deirdre lowered her gaze.Her surgery had been successful, and after a day and a night of arduous efforts, her life had been saved. However, the toxins in her body hadn't been completely eliminated.Deirdre had come up with a permanent solution
Deirdre must not be allowed to return alive!Emily dialed a phone number, her eyes filled with malice, and gave her instructions. "Handle this matter discreetly, ensuring that no one discovers it, especially Ryker Wight."That lunatic... He had personally unearthed Deirdre's grave, attempting to prove that she hadn't died. Over the past four years, he had become increasingly insane, so it wouldn't be surprising if news of Deirdre's survival had reached him.As Emily pondered this in her heart, she heard a shattering sound. She quickly turned and saw a 4-year-old boy standing at the door, carrying a backpack and stepping on broken fragments.Emily breathed a sigh of relief. "Sean, why did you come back home so early today?"The boy's appearance resembled a combination of Brendan and Deirdre, with similar eyebrows, eyes, and nose. Because of his young age, he looked like a fragile paper doll, but his eyes seemed hollow.He remained silent, but Emily wasn't bothered by it.The boy
As Emily spoke, Brendan's guilt became even more evident in his eyes. "I'm sorry," he said, his gaze lowered. "Because of me, I couldn't make you a real mother.""Don't say that, Brendan." Emily's sad expression suddenly shifted, and she comforted him instead. "I love you, and choosing to be with you is a decision I wholeheartedly embraced."Brendan nodded. "I'm glad you understand me. If anything comes up with Sean, you can always let me know. If he doesn't listen to you, I'll make sure to handle it appropriately."Alright, I hope it becomes easier for you."Brendan patted Emily's shoulder and headed toward the study.Emily looked up and couldn't help but speak, "Brendan."Brendan paused. "What's wrong?"Emily forced a smile. "It's nothing..."She was genuinely curious. Had Brendan not heard any news about Deirdre? Or had Ryker's hypnosis gradually made him forget about her existence?"I just wanted to ask if you noticed anything on your way back," Emily asked."What happene