Since it was a misunderstanding, the wind of change was blowing through the online community. The website was packed with users who were not only deleting their hateful comments but also posting their apologies. The entry ‘Brendan is a good man’ received a high upvote. At the same time, another entry was upvoted as well. “What is the meaning of this entry 'Let's talk about the dirty deeds of the Brighthall Group’s Desmond Griffin and his accomplices’?”Mr. Church’s expression changed drastically. He hastily clicked on the hashtag and discovered that the dirty deeds that Desmond, he, and a few others had committed had been exposed. His knees buckled all at once, and he sat on the floor weakly. He glared at Brendan in despair. “You madman! You took a bet on the Brighthall Group’s future on purpose!”Brendan loosened his tie and said coldly, “I learned that there were quite a few sneaky rats in the Brighthall Group when I was caught in a series of events, but I didn’t expect t
Brendan smiled and approached him. “Uncle Zimmer.”Mr. Zimmer was stunned for a moment. He walked over and said, “Well done.”“I was hoping that you wouldn’t mind it, Uncle Zimmer. I had to hide from everyone before the situation came to an end.”“Why would I mind?” Mr. Zimmer appeared to be in a daze for a moment. Soon afterward, he smiled and patted Brendan’s shoulder. “You saw through Desmond and the others before me. I’m delighted you have a keen sense of people and can implement solid measures. It seems it is totally fine to hand over the company to you so I can set my mind at ease and retire…”As he was speaking, he took a glance at Deirdre. “I’m sorry, Miss McKinnon.”Deirdre was surprised that a senior like him would lower himself to apologize to her. She lowered her eyes and said, “You don’t need to apologize, Mr. Zimmer. I remembered you helping me previously too.”“No, that is not the same thing. At the time, I thought that you were… I treated you in a very poor manner
Charlene was no fool because she knew how the rest of her life would be if Brendan was ruined. Those people wanted to tarnish Brendan’s reputation until his future was almost bleak. How could she marry Brendan if that were the case? Could she make peace with being a deadbeat’s wife?No, Charlene knew that she would have to rise up higher! She wanted to show everyone that she married an influential man with high authority and wanted everyone to submit to her. -“So, you’re saying that you forced Charlene to work with you by putting on an act by using the voice recording as a threat?” Deirdre paused for a moment upon saying that. Then, she said softly, “So, I didn’t get injured in vain. Charlene is so foolish she let someone have a hold upon her in this situation.”“She isn’t foolish. On the contrary, she is too smart. She is so smart that she is always leaving leeway for herself at all times.”Deirdre turned her head to the side even though she could not see the man’s face clear
Declan was amused. “Why are you being so childish? I’m not going to fight you on this. You can have all the credit. How have you been feeling recently, Miss McKinnon? Are you doing alright after enduring hardships in the detention center during your pregnancy?”“No. I have already fully recovered after resting in the hospital for a few days.”Deirdre had mixed feelings toward Declan because he was an accomplice who had deceived her, but Declan had put his heart and soul into doing things for her other than this particular situation. “Great then.” Declan smiled and said, “My trip is worth it.”Deirdre could tell that Declan was leaving, judging from his tone. “Will you still be returning to Eastgene, Mr. King? Are you not going to stay for a few more days?”“I would like to stay for a few more days too because I’ve been thinking about your cooking constantly these days. However, I’m needed there. I’ll be back to gather with everyone when I’m done dealing with everything.”Declan
Afterward, he remembered the talkative woman who kept Deirdre company when he was still Kyran.“Her? I believe she is still working at the same company. Why?”Deirdre recovered from her surprise and said, “Nothing.”She was aware of Glenna’s feelings for Declan. ‘So, they didn’t end up dating each other in the end, huh?’However, it was also a good thing because they may not necessarily be good for each other. After figuring things out, Deirdre sat on the bed and listened to the sound of water from the bathroom. She suddenly realized Brendan might want to sleep in the same room tonight. Her fists tightened in anxiety. Deirdre felt nervous for no apparent reason, and the sound of water sounded louder.She was not prepared to be with Brendan even if he loved her now… Her badly-wounded heart could not withstand intense love anymore. Yet, what would happen to her mother if she were to reject Brendan and displease him?At the thought of this, Deirdre lowered her eyes and inhaled
‘Out all night, huh?’Deirdre was under the assumption that he was back but sleeping in the next room. She said in frustration, “It’s possible… that I slightly pissed him off…”“Angry with you, Mrs. Brighthall? That can’t be possible.” Mrs. Engel was astonished. “How can Mr. Brighthall possibly be angry with you when he loves you so much? Or… did something happen last night?”Deirdre had a hard time finding the right words. She could not tell Mrs. Engel that she had failed to seduce Brendan and that he found her cheap, right?It would be humiliating.“Nothing much… We got into a small quarrel, and Brendan was angry, so he left.”Mrs. Engel was curious. “Small quarrel? For real? Mr. Brighthall would actually be angry with you…”She muttered to herself while she headed to the kitchen to serve breakfast. Deirdre nibbled on the fork and thought, ‘I’ll just apologize if nothing else works. I can’t just let this situation continue until more conflicts are triggered. If he isn’t fo
Deirdre found his temperament almost too zig-zagging to make sense. In the past, she could ingratiate with him as much as she wanted, no questions asked. But now, the same things suddenly irritated him.She ducked, squeezing her shoulders into herself, and cast her sight to the floor to begin feeling and salvaging the documents.At that moment, Brendan suddenly yanked her arm toward him and, by extension, her entire body. Before she knew it, the force nailed her legs across his lap, her shocked expression facing his visage.It was a…. rather suggestive position to be in.Deirdre froze as she sensed Brendan drawing her into himself before he rested his chin on her shoulder.“God. What must I do, Deirdre?” he asked, surprisingly defeatedly.Deirdre blinked. Her fingers slipped gently before lacing around his strong, firm arm. She did not find their position repulsive—just awkward.“You’re not mad anymore?”Brendan looked up. “What good does my anger do? It doesn’t matter how angr
“Where’s Mr. Brighthall?” Mrs. Engel asked. “Why isn’t here with us?”Deirdre seemingly blinked back to attention. “He, uh, said there’s a lot of things at work pending his attention for the moment, so he’s not going to join us. Just send his portion upstairs.”“That busy, huh?”Deirdre thinned her lips. “The company is going through a massive purge, Mrs. Engel. He needs to ensure that every single position is being occupied by someone reliable and trustworthy, which means he’s now an even bigger micromanager. It’s only normal for him to be so… busy.”“I see,” Mrs. Engel replied noncommittally before muttering, “Gosh, it isn’t easy to found a business, right? I’ll immediately bring his portion upstairs before Mr. Brighthall gnaws on his fingernails out of hunger.”“Alright.”Deirdre finished her dinner alone. Brendan did not step into her room all night.Mrs. Engel later told Deirdre that the man spent his night on the couch in his study. “I was thinking if we should put these