The group of people changed their expressions drastically out of astonishment. “The online community is making a huge fuss. There is no other feasible way to appease the community’s anger other than this!”Brendan remained polite. He rolled up his sleeves and spoke in a cold voice. “You’ll know whether there is a feasible way when you see the solution. I’m here today to warn everyone to keep their mouths shut. After all, we are all in the same boat, and our main priority is to stabilize the company.”Everyone fell silent when his voice died away.Meanwhile, a staff member knocked on the door, and there was already sweat running down his face. “Mr. Brighthall!”“Speak.”“Mr. Jensen is… I don’t know what is wrong with him. He’s spreading rumors downstairs that you have an intimate relationship with Miss McKinnon. That both of you are not only living together but also… that you’ve slept with each other before. He claims that Miss McKinnon is your mistress who became jealous because y
A faint smile shadowed Brendan’s lips. “Thank you.” He meant it.Madame Brighthall said nothing. She left. But the controversy did not end there. Mr. Jensen’s speech had kicked up a storm. As Brendan shut his laptop, Sam remarked, “I have a feeling Mr. Jensen planned all of this down to the little speech he gave. He even had pictures of Miss McKinnon living in the villa so he could strike at the affair’s angle.”“It’s that coward’s only way to stay alive after the grave he dug,” Brendan growled frigidly. The pain seemed to be drilling into his temple, emboldened by the sheer torrent of imbroglios that were all rebelling against Brendan’s control. “And Deirdre?”“Miss McKinnon should be released today, but… I think she’s still in there.”“I see. I’ll be going to see her then. She must be so scared.”-It was the afternoon. A young woman caressed the clothes she had been folding and waited for the police. The door opened, and she heard her name. “McKinnon?”She rose, taking
What did they mean when they said Brendan himself was in hot water? What was going on out there?Deirdre could not stop from asking the police officer leading her away, “C-Can I ask? What has happened while I’m here? Why can’t I be released?”The police officer regarded her visage. Her experience so far had dealt a blow to her appearance—she looked so feeble. She was so beautiful that nobody could expect her to be so capable of murder. A gorgeous sight like her pushing another woman down the stairs to kill the latter!?“Even if I don’t answer your question, I’m pretty sure you can guess it by this point, right? Or are you telling me you don’t know what you’ve done?”Deirdre stared at him, confused. “Jesus Christ, what’s wrong with the world… Everyone knows you pushed an innocent young woman down the stairs in an attempt to kill her, okay? And that’s just the first taste of the whole scandal, apparently!“One of the board members of the Brighthall Group has revealed that you and
”What’s that on your wrist?”Deirdre’s heart skipped a beat. She retracted her hand immediately as if she had touched something hot, her heart racing. “What’s what?”Her reaction was unexpected; Brendan was stunned. “Uh, why is it so dirty? It looks like dust.”“Oh!” Deirdre exhaled a breath of relief. He did not see her injury after all. After all the trouble the scandal had brought to him via the Brighthall Group, the last thing she wanted was for Brendan to be distracted by her affair. “Er, the wall was a little dusty when I accidentally rubbed my skin against it.”Brendan produced a piece of wet tissue. “I’ll help with that.”He gingerly held her wrist with his one hand, but before the wet tissue even made contact, Deirdre suddenly withdrew hers in a state of nervous panic. “What’s the matter?”Deirdre went quiet, but Brendan thought he understood why she balked. “Sorry. I genuinely only wanted to clean your hand for you. If you’re not comfortable with it, you’re welcome to
The sight stung Brendan in the eyes like thorns. Murderous air began to pool around him like the onset of a nuclear explosion. He slammed his hand against the bars, thundering, “What the h*ll am I seeing!?”The warden’s face turned as white as a sheet. He knew all too well what this was—bullying between inmates. What he did not expect was Brendan catching it right when it happened. His hoarse commotion woke the inmates. When they saw who it was, their minds turned blank. They had no idea that a man whose very status would equate him to a modern-day prince would deign himself to visit a dirty cell in a detainment facility! “M-Mr. Brighthall! W-Why are you here? N-No, this is a misunderstanding! It’s all Miss McKinnon’s idea! She found us filthy and decided to sleep in her own clean little corner instead of huddling with our grime. She said it herself! The corner’s clean, she said!”“Exactly! She’s the one w-who’s ostracizing us! Thus, we chose not to force her against her wish!”
Deirdre would never know how much it pained Brendan to see her retreating into the corner like a puppy being bullied. It felt like his heart was being torn into two by someone’s bare hand. The rage—and his helpless ignorance—at the kind of abuse suffered by the woman he loved was coursing through his veins and animating every single fiber in his body. How he wished he could be the one to suffer in her place!The pain from his forceful kiss lingered on Deirdre’s lips. Quivering, she said shakily, “B-Brendan, I…”He threw his arms around her and hugged her tightly. “Why can’t you just… stand up for yourself more, Deirdre? Why?” he murmured, pained.Deirdre did not know how to react at all. She had never heard Brendan use such a voice before—never heard him sound so desperate, so vulnerable, so pleading. “I’m… I’m fine…” It took her a long time to force her thoughts back down to comfort him. “Nothing happened. I’m okay. It wasn’t so bad, you see? If it were, I would have told the w
”Those people were planted there by whoever masterminded this whole thing. They were meant to stay there for only a few days.”“Okay then,” Declan remarked. “Honestly, this turns out to be a backhanded blessing for Miss McKinnon. Since she’s pregnant, after suffering from this incident, the police’s forced to let her stay here, sending only one of their people to watch her. She no longer had to suffer in that sh*thole detainment center now.”Brendan nodded in agreement. This was probably the only silver lining there was.Declan leaned his back against the wall. “Who do you think ordered this attack?”Brendan shot a glance at him and answered, “Charlene.”“I thought the same.” Declan flashed him a smile. “The mastermind behind her is someone meticulous, cautious, and sharp. They couldn’t have possibly done something so stupid that it could frustrate their own plans. So, this is all Charlene for sure.”Brendan’s eyes seemed to be shrouded by a cold, inky mire. “One day, I’ll settle
Deirdre shook herself out of her trance and nodded. “They have recovered nicely.”“But that’s not what you’ll say if the police come and ask the same question, okay? Tell them you’re hurting everywhere and remain in the hospital.”Deirdre froze. “Is that even allowed?”“Of course, it is,” Brendan replied matter-of-factly. “You’re at your safest when you’re staying here. Nobody can ruffle you while I get to be close to you till my heart’s content.”‘Close to me?’Ever since Brendan came clean about his true feelings, he had been acting way too candidly. Deirdre could not even tell what it was making her feel, so she pretended she did not hear that.“Are the bruises still there?” he asked.Deirdre snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head. Hesitantly, she admitted, “I mean… at least I think they’re gone.”“Let me have a look.”Pink hues tinted her cheeks. “What?”“The police’s going to send someone to examine your injuries, right? They’ll only let you stay here if those bl
"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