The police officer wanted to ask for more, but Kyran stepped in. “Sorry, but I think we’ll have to stop here. She hasn’t exactly recovered from falling off the cliff. Coupled with the abduction incident, it’s only natural that her trauma is affecting her memory recall,” he said. “Once she has some time to process the entire thing again, she might remember something. We’ll come back and give new information by that point.”Although the police officer found the resolution quite disappointing, he could get behind Kyran’s explanation. Nodding, he said, “We’re counting on you, Miss McKinnon. Please contact us as soon as you remember anything more.”They shook hands, and Deirdre left with an icy feeling in her gut. She wondered how long she was supposed to hide from the public. Was she doing right by hiding?Was it right to accept injustice without raising any alarm or standing up against it so she could move to Germia with Kyran and start all over again?Why should Charlene McKinney be
”One thing’s for sure. I don’t want anything to do with him.”Kyran steadied his breath and turned the steering wheel. “If this is the origin of your hangup, then you don’t have to worry about it at all. Brendan will never know that you’re alive. Not in his entire lifetime.”Deirdre’s eyes widened. She was taken aback and pretty perplexed. “Where’s that confidence coming from?”He studied her calmly. “You said it yourself. Charlene did all of this for Brendan. Her motive was to ensure that you’ll never be near him. In other words, it’s well within her motive to ensure Brendan knows nothing about the abduction plot or your whereabouts. If he learns about the abduction and that she’s the one behind it, do you know how bad her position’s going to be?”Deirdre bit her lips. ‘He has a point, but…’“Do you really think she’s capable of hiding the whole plot from him?” she asked under her breath.Kyran chuckled regretfully. “I wouldn’t underestimate her if I were you. She’s good at keep
The police officer thought it would be unkind to snuff out Deirdre’s hope, so he asked tactfully, “Do you have any solid proof, Miss McKinnon?”“Proof?”“We can’t sentence someone based on he-says-she-says. We need more witnesses and evidence.”“Don’t I count as an eyewitness?”“You do, but since you’re blind, the defendant can easily weasel her way out of this accusation. It’s really hard to make a solid case if you’re the sole witness.”A person came into Deirdre’s mind—and the color in her eyes darkened. She thinned her lips. “I… I know another eyewitness, but I don’t know if she’s willing to help. Regardless, I’m willing to try. Can you help me summon this person? Then I’ll talk to her alone.”Maeve O’Keefe was brought in a while later. Despite her seemingly calm expression, she was gripping the edge of her skirt tightly as though she had predicted this outcome. The police escorted her into an interrogation room, where Deirdre was already waiting.The older woman almost coul
Deirdre had become sure of herself, confident, regal, and imposing, like, well… that man…Maeve’s shock gradually transitioned into feeling sorry for her. “Alright. I’ll do it. I’ll testify against McKinney.”“Thank you.” Deirdre nodded politely at her and left her seat. The police officer greeted her and entered the room after her. Kyran covered her with his coat and praised her. “You were excellent.”“Really?” Deirdre forced herself to smile through her fatigue. “I probably looked stoic and purely rational in there, but I was barely controlling my sadness and anger. I guess I’m just not mature enough.”“No, you’re wrong. You’re very mature. What you felt stemmed from your disappointment against her. That’s why you felt sad and angry.”Deirdre flashed him a pained smile. She cleared her throat and hoped all her emotions went down into her gut like a heavy load. “Reason tells me it’s only natural for a mother to do what she did. She was trying to save her daughter, her own flesh
After a long beat, Kyran finally found his voice. “And Steven?”“Fled.” Declan took another sharp inhale of smoke. “He is a smart man who knows you all too well. He foresaw things going south way ahead and withdrew his savings before disappearing. It’s impossible to find him.”Kyran’s eyes were nailed to the document. A maelstrom was kicking up in his chest, pressing itself against the inside of his chest and stinging him so much that his face turned white. It took him a while to recover. Exhaling a few breaths, he said, “He had no motive. He wouldn’t even have gained anything from it.”Declan flashed him a smile. “That much is obvious. What could he possibly gain from doing all of this to Deirdre? Nothing. As such, someone else must have ordered him to. Now, I don’t have any solid proof yet, but I’m sure who that mastermind could be. Question is… Do you want to hear it?’Kyran did not even blink. “Charlene.”“Huh? Right on the first strike. Only two people could have gained fro
Deirdre was all smiles and joy, her tone playful and adorable. But Declan sniped a concerned glance at Kyran and saw an icy visage shadowed by guilt. His eyes were so hollow and devoid of light they could have belonged to a corpse. “Let me do the honors, Miss McKinnon. Kyran’s a little tired from the drive.”She stopped, stunned for a moment, and smiled. “Well, I won’t say no to that. Thanks!”Declan rolled up his sleeves. “Pleasure’s all mine. Working in the kitchen could probably help me sober up.”He stepped into the kitchen and began looking. He found it easily enough, but as he passed it to Deirdre, she thanked him and asked, “Did you really drink?”He paused. His smile became a little mechanical. “What do you mean?”“You don’t smell like you had booze. You smell like cigarettes.”Declan sighed in relief. “No, I drank. The smell probably left on the journey, and then I smoked a cigarette outside. The smell must have covered it up.”“Huh?” Deirdre hummed noncommittally. “I
It was as if Kyran had something he wanted to say…Deirdre closed her eyes. Maybe she was overthinking it because she was pretty tired too. If Kyran had anything he wanted to tell her, he would just say so. There was no reason for secrets between the two of them at this stage of their relationship.Deirdre slept soundly. A long, long while later, her bedroom door creaked open. A man snuck inside from that little crack, his movement featherlight and careful, to avoid waking up the young woman. He took his seat near her bed.Moonlight sprayed into her room through her window and drenched her. Her skin was clear, like the surface of a silvery lake. As he studied her, her eyes gleamed with hunger while his lips curled into a shadow of a smile. That was until, suddenly, the smile died. It was as if someone had sucked away every oxygen in his lungs, and now his ribcage and its fleshy contents were imploding. His face paled, he knelt a little forward, and his eyes rested on the you
Deirdre climbed out of her bed, but Kyran stopped her. “Where are you going? It’s cold!”“I’m going to reheat dinner.”Kyran frowned. “I can do it myself.”“I’ll be fine. In fact, I’ll keep you company.”She put on her coat and went downstairs, where the food was already cold. Instead of sending them into the microwave, she took some spaghetti and green vegetables from the fridge.Confused, Kyran asked, “Weren’t you supposed to reheat dinner?”Deirdre pushed a lock of her hair behind her ear. “I thought for a moment and changed my mind. I don’t think it’s good to have something with that much kick and flavor in the dead of night, so I decided to make something mild and tame, like… a bowl of spaghetti. You just have to wait for a few minutes. Once the water’s boiling, I can make simple veggie spaghetti.”She turned away from him and set her attention to the meal.Kyran watched her back, his face pale. And then, within minutes, a steaming bowl of spaghetti with some leafy green g
"Where is she?"Brendan stared at him, utterly surprised. Sean's voice trembled a bit, but his eyes held a clear and hopeful gaze.Brendan finally calmed down and looked behind him. "There, that's your mother."This was the first time Sean had spoken. Deirdre felt her mind buzzing. When she snapped back to reality, she extended her hand. "Sean, come here."Sean's eyes held gentle amazement. He was intelligent—perhaps he had sensed it on the way there. Thus, his feelings were a blend of happiness and satisfaction.He felt joy that Deirdre was going to be his mother.Being a kid, he took a few steps but couldn't stop his tears, holding onto Deirdre firmly.Deirdre suppressed her own urge to cry and crouched down, wiping away his tears. "Do you... hate mom for not being there and not recognizing you?"Sean shook his head frantically. "As long as you're here… That's enough…"Deirdre hugged him tightly, and Brendan approached, wrapping them both in his embrace.When they brought S
"I was too young back then, still sulking with my father," Brendan replied after recalling his childhood.Arthur chuckled. "Kids will be kids, after all. Besides, your father was an excellent businessman, and you've followed in his footsteps. I've heard about your impressive success with the business in Neve. You're truly talented. With the Parkers under your control, I can finally relax." Brendan thought it was just praise from an elder. He was about to give a humble response when he got surprised by the rest of the statement. This made him freeze in place."The Parkers?" Deirdre was equally surprised."What's wrong?" Arthur beamed. "Don't you both already have children? Although you've divorced, your relationship is still strong. Don't tell me there's no thought of remarriage?""Remarriage? It's not the right time yet." Deirdre blushed from the teasing."It'll come eventually. If that's the case, then you are both part of the Parkers now. You're my only daughter, and he's my s
Beneath the envelope lay the evidence. Deirdre stared at it for a long time, with Brendan by her side, offering silent support.The next day, they boarded a plane back to Southedge. Within three days, news of the top political figure's downfall due to corruption spread like wildfire throughout Southedge, even captivating the interest of other cities.Upon learning the full story in his study, Arthur's aging face was stained with tears of regret. "If only I had known sooner... I wouldn't have let your mother leave like that."Deirdre lowered her gaze and handed the letter to Arthur. "My mother explains in the letter that her departure was a voluntary sacrifice to protect everyone. She never blamed you."Arthur gazed at the letter, struggling to find the right words.Deirdre left silently, shutting the door.-Ryker was also brought to the police station. Under Sterling's methods, he confessed to the murders. Emily faced the same outcome.All of them waited for their trials.-
The distance from Southedge to Village Alnwick was immense, yet Brendan displayed unwavering resolve."Then let's depart today," he said.As Deirdre bid farewell to Arthur, an unexpected glimmer of sadness flickered in his eyes. "Visiting your mother's grave, huh? Okay, go ahead. Take care of yourself, don't overexert.""Yes," Deirdre replied. Faced with Arthur's hesitant gaze, she felt compelled to add, "Dad, I'll be back."Arthur met Deirdre's gaze, hope rekindling in his eyes.Deirdre softly sighed. "You're my father, my family. Of course, I'll return." "Really? You mean it?" Arthur's excitement made his hands tremble slightly. He held onto Deirdre as if wanting to convey something, but all that emerged was a murmur, "Then please return early... Come back as soon as you can...""Sure. I have a friend coming over later today. Take care of him. Oh, and my boyfriend is here, too. Don't worry about the specifics. I'll explain everything upon my return."As she stepped out, Bren
"Brendan Brighthall?" Ryker wiped away his own nosebleed. "How did you manage to come from Neve? Didn't I ask Emily to keep an eye on you? That useless fool who can't even accomplish simple tasks.""Choosing to control minds with drugs all along, you should have anticipated this outcome." Brendan acted roughly. As he got up, he took the key from Ryker and placed Ryker on a chair.Deirdre clenched Brendan's sleeve tightly. Sensing her tension, Brendan embraced her to calm her down."It's okay. I'm sorry for coming back so late, making you go through this.""It's not your fault. Your timely arrival saved me from further trouble. It's my own foolishness... I let him find something to use against me," Deirdre said, shaking her head weakly.Brendan frowned, cupping Deirdre's face. "He wasn't someone easily deceived, to begin with. You've done well. I'm the one who brought you into this danger, which is unforgivable."Brendan's dark eyes were filled with intense emotions. He had arrive
Deirdre hugged Ryker, resting her head on his chest as he patted her back. "By the way, you're not curious about where I went after I left early this morning?"Deirdre realized the hidden meaning behind Ryker's words, retreated from Ryker's embrace little by little, and looked at him.Ryker's eyes, as enigmatic as ever, held a clarity that seemed to pierce through everything. "I went to the hospital."He didn't wait for Deirdre to respond. "Because I was curious why I was so sleepy last night for no reason. Any ordinary person might chalk it up to exhaustion. But I know my body too well. You drugged me."Deirdre felt a sudden chill running down her spine.Ryker took a step forward casually, but his eyes were full of killing intent. "I underestimated you, Deirdre. Your acting skills are far more impressive than I imagined. You nearly had me fooled. You deserve an Oscar. What a pity that you're now in my hands."Deirdre retreated abruptly, but she found a cold wall barring her esca
Deirdre was momentarily stunned as she watched Arthur search around the study. Eventually, he uncovered a rusty key from a drawer.Arthur raised the key. "Is this what your mother desired?"Deirdre's mind raced, thoughts swirling. "Is this from my mother?"A hint of disappointment shadowed Arthur's eyes as he nodded. "This is the only thing she left me before she departed. She didn't explain why. She just made me promise to keep this key and never search for her."Although I agreed, the thought of it weighed heavily on me. So, I hid the key in a corner of the drawer instead of treating it like any other possession. In hindsight, I shouldn't have made that promise. I shouldn't have let her go alone."Deirdre's voice wavered, confusion evident. But as realization dawned, her heart raced. "Can you give me the key?"Arthur earnestly nodded, his expression solemn. "This belongs to your mother. I'm willing to give it to you whenever you're ready. To be honest, I'm relieved to pass it o
The butler nodded and guided Deirdre to the study's door. Gathering her emotions, she pushed it open.Arthur's attention was on some documents, but the door's creak made him look up. He met Deirdre's gaze, causing a subtle flicker of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes."Deirdre..." He set aside the file. "Did you just wake up? Hungry? I'll have the kitchen prepare something."Deirdre shook her head, closing the door gently."Not hungry. I came to talk.""Everything okay?" Concern colored Arthur's expression. Though he seemed worried she might leave, he tried to hide it. "Go ahead. I'm with you."Deirdre found his reaction slightly amusing. "I'm not leaving."A spark returned to Arthur's eyes. "Then what's up?"As Deirdre grew more serious, she said, "I came to Southedge not just for a visit. I want to know if my mother left something with you before she passed. Something significant.""Left something?" Arthur was puzzled. "She left several things. Which one do you mean?"De
Brendan's eyes held a hint of pity as he spoke hesitantly. "Your mother took that item away."He gently touched Deirdre's face. "That man kidnapped your mother years ago. I don't know what happened during that time. Maybe he hurt your mother and wanted to keep her forcibly. Eventually, your mother found a chance to escape back to your father with the man's item."She left suddenly while pregnant with you, not out of hatred for your father, but to protect you. Now, that person is unsure if your mother or Arthur has the item. Thus, he aimed to kidnap both you and your father, taking his time to retrieve them."Deirdre's mind was overwhelmed, flooded with information that threatened to drown her. This unexpected revelation left her in disbelief.'My mother left my father because of me? And the mastermind behind Ryker is responsible for my mother's kidnapping?'"So that item holds significant importance for this person, enough to bring him down, right?" Deirdre forced herself to calm