Mrs. Engel was busy in the kitchen while Deirdre sat on the couch alone. After a while, she worried that Deirdre might get bored, so she dried her hand and switched on the TV.“Mrs. Brighthall, would you like some movie?”“Sure.”Deirdre felt her surroundings were too quiet as well. When it became too quiet, people would start to imagine things. In her case, when everything became quiet, she would hear the things those people said about her, and it stung her ears.Mrs. Engel was fumbling through the remote control. She accidentally switched to the news channel, and just when she was about to change to another channel, she was stunned as she looked at the TV.“Mr. Brighthall? Isn’t that Mr. Brighthall? What is he doing there?”Deirdre raised her head and listened to the news.“Brendan Brighthall from the Brighthall Group convened a press conference to respond to the news that has been spreading on the Internet. Whether the truth is as rumored, that Brendan paid for his ex-wife to
Everyone fell silent as Brendan scanned around the crowd with an oppressive gaze. The man who shouted just now did not make any noise anymore. Brendan glanced at Sam, and the latter nodded before leaving the crowd.Seizing the chance, a reporter asked, “Mr. Brighthall, you said the whole incident is pure slander, but why did we all see you leaving the grocery store with Charlene this morning? Could it be fake? There is no way that someone would fake a picture like that, right?”“If it isn't real, then who has the guts to defame the CEO of the Brighthall Group? Are they not worried about being sent to prison?”“Charlene had hit and killed someone. She should be serving her sentence in prison, but now she has appeared in front of everyone as if nothing has happened. All of us saw it with our own eyes. Do you think it's still fake?””Mr. Brighthall, is it because the Brighthall Group is so powerful in Neven that you think you can disregard the law or abuse the law to get your ex-wif
Everyone was stunned.“What? That woman isn’t Charlene but her cousin? He isn’t kidding, right?”“I doubt so. Look at the screen. Miss McKinnon’s information is on the screen. Even if he wants to forge a fake identity, it can't be this detailed. Besides, the victim's family has already come forward and explained everything personally, so I don't think it's fake. That woman isn't Charlene.”“Oh my gosh… Does this not mean that we’ve misunderstood Mr. Brighthall? I threw stuff at him just now…”“Me too! I pushed him!”“Mr. Brighthall is such a good man. He didn’t get angry at us when we scolded him. If he really is that kind of person who bends the law for personal gain, he would have sent the bodyguard to seize or warn me!”“That’s right. It’s Charlene who made a mistake, but he’s the one compensating the victim’s family. Not only that, but the victim's parents also talk well about him, and this means that he's a good person.”“I need to delete my comments on the Internet. Argh,
“Hmm.” Brendan could not be bothered by this. “How’s the situation with Sam?”-On the hotel's top level, Sam and the group of people from the organization kicked down a door without concern for the astounded man seated in front of the sofa watching the press conference.The man was the person left in the room. Sam closed the curtain, sized up the room, and looked at the man being pinned on the ground with a distorted expression. He stamped on the man’s face until the man was bleeding from his mouth.“Where’s your boss?”Sam would exert strength in his leg with every word he uttered. The man’s expression grew ferocious in pain. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about… I’m the only person here…”“You don’t smoke, so why are you using such an expensive lighter?”The man was astonished.Sam waved his hand and said, “Take him to the organization.”When the crew was done cleaning up the scene, Sam called up Brendan. “We’ve only managed to capture a subordinate, sir.”Brendan
However, Brendan figured that it was good she had watched it as he would not need to put in a lot of effort to explain it to her.“Where is she? Did she comment anything?”Mrs. Engel’s expression changed slightly as she said, “No. After watching the press conference, she grew too tired, so she returned to her room to rest.”Brendan knew something in his heart. He headed upstairs and opened the bedroom door. Deirdre lay on the bed with her back facing the door, and half of her body was covered by the blanket.Brendan walked over to find Deirdre awake. Her eyes were opened, and she was staring out the window absentmindedly. She did not respond to his presence.Brendan expected that and took a seat in front of her. “You watched the press conference, huh?”Deirdre looked up briefly. “Hmm, I watched it.”She cracked a mocking smile. “You truly deserve your reputation as the Brighthall Group’s CEO. You’re always capable of dealing with the information with the quickest method. C
After a long while, he admitted by saying, “Yes, I did a great disservice to you.”Deirdre opened her eyes in surprise. She kept quiet for a while before she said, “I was thinking about how you managed to convince the victim’s parents to lie alongside you. What did you give them that was so good that they would go against their conscience?”She could still remember the married couple’s hatred and grumblings when she surrendered herself to the police. They were supposed to wish to execute the murderer badly.Brendan looked at the woman’s distancing figure. He wanted to stretch out his hand to touch her, but he pulled back his hand. “The reason is simple.” Brendan removed his jacket and lay with Deirdre. It felt as if that was the only way he could be closer to her. “I gave them enough money for them to live without any worries for the rest of their lives.”“That’s all?”Deirdre smiled, but he did not explain further. The victim was already dead, after all. The victim’s parents
Deirdre did not understand why Brendan would disguise as Kyran to deceive her and wondered whether Brendan had feelings for her at some point as well. Yet, she denied those thoughts when he reconnected with Charlene once again.It was just another one of Brendan’s tricks. On the other hand, Deirdre felt her chest tighten and ache when she heard Brendan use the word ‘love’ repeatedly. Nonetheless, she calmed down instantly and cracked a smile in contempt. “What trick do you have up your sleeve again?”Brendan’s gaze dimmed as he looked at her changing expression. “Don’t you believe what I just said?”Deirdre’s mind was a chaotic mess. “I don’t know if I should believe you because you’ve deceived me way too many times. You have such a close relationship with Charlene and also…”She tried to clear her head with great effort. “If you really want to make Charlene plead guilty to her crime, why did you reject me in the hospital? You could have totally straightened the situation by no
Brendan headed downstairs and walked over quickly upon hearing that. His dark eyes were locked on Deirdre’s face, and he was relieved to see she did not look too ill.“Belly hurts? Since when? Why haven’t you told me that?”Deidre shoved at him. How could she tell him that? Apart from constantly ignoring each other, she did not feel the pain so obviously in the past two days, but the pain grew stronger yesterday when the man indulged in…Deirdre found it embarrassing just by thinking about it, and she did not wish to speak to him more.The doctor said, “I shall examine you briefly, Miss McKinnon.”“Sure.”Deirdre sat on the sofa while the doctor auscultated her. He noticed the marks on her neck during the process and let out a cough. “Uh… Frankly, it doesn’t seem like there’s anything unusual with your body based on the auscultation, Miss McKinnon. I think that it is possible…”The doctor wanted to speak but stopped himself. Brendan grew anxious. “What is it?”“It’s…” The