Brendan saw the entire incident with naked eyes along with Sam.Naturally, Sam was shocked. “Cormac is one of theirs? How is it possible?”Brendan did not speak, but he had already guessed it. Now, his guess had been proven.Cormac was the only one in the company who had connections to the organization. When the person they had kidnapped died in the basement, Brendan knew that there was a spy in the organization. However, the spy was so meticulous that he wasn’t able to find out who he was until Charlene spoke up.Sam was still in shock. “Cormac has been training with us since he was 16 years old. He is not only low-key, but he is also capable. He could easily take over Steven’s responsibilities in just a few days. I thought the spy could be anyone but him…”Leaning back on his chair, Brendan looked into the distance. Sam controlled his complicated emotions and asked, “Mr. Brighthall, what should we do now? Should we stop him?”“No,” instructed Brendan. “I installed a locator i
Cormac didn’t care.“Sam, you’ve been my brother since we were young. You should know that I’m quite weak when it comes to martial arts skills, and I barely made it out by relying on my brain. I won’t hurt Mr. Brighthall, so you don’t have to be so guarded around me.”“You know that we’ve been brothers since we were young? Yet what did you do?” Sam was so furious that his eyes turned red. “Cormac, didn’t Mr. Brighthall and the organization treat you well? Yet, is this how you repay them?!”“You don’t understand,” Cormac said, remaining calm.“I don’t understand?” Sam laughed in anger. “But even though I don’t understand, I know that betrayal is not acceptable. Do you have a skeleton in your closet?”Sam finished by asking a question in an urgent tone.Cormac smiled and looked at Brendan in response.Brendan’s eyes remained calm, his expressionless handsome face neither angry nor disappointed, as if Cormac was a stranger.Cormac signed to himself but said, “No, there are no skel
Brendan’s smile faded, but his attention remained transfixed on Deirdre. “I was just thinking… I’m not that great of a boss, after all.”“Why would you say that?”“Because if I were, if I did everything as well as I could, why would any of my subordinates want to betray me? In fact, he would rather die than let me know anything?”He did not sound too emotive, but Deirdre could hear forlornness and melancholy undergirding his tone.“I admit to being a terrible, unforgivable husband, Deirdre, but I’ve always thought that I was at least good at looking out for my people. But today showed me how wrong I was. I haven’t done anything right at all.” He continued. “My life, the choices I made, might seem brilliant and genius to other people, but in truth, I have nothing.”He sounded jocular, but still… Brendan rarely put himself down. Deirdre could not help but fall silent. Right now, she really wanted to offer him comfort. “Brendan, nobody’s exempted from criticism. Even if God was p
Brendan’s expression darkened. His motive had always been securing Ophelia McKinnon—that much was true. Still, he asked, “How can I be sure that you’re not going to send me an impostor in exchange for Connor’s life?”“You don’t have to worry about that, Mr. Brighthall,” replied Louis. “You’ll be receiving a spectacular gift at your villa. Once you take a look at it, I’m sure you’ll start to understand.”Exactly at the moment the call ended, they heard the doorbell. Brendan answered it and found only a parcel-delivery guy. He texted Shea, telling her to check all surveillance cameras in proximity remotely before receiving the parcel.Deirdre could not sit still at all. Wrapped in her blanket, she strode straight toward him, her hands shaking. “W-What is it?”“It’s okay. It’s just a delivery,” consoled Brendan. He opened it and found useless trinkets crowding out its true core: a tube of blood. While he held it, though, Brendan suddenly understood what it meant. Deirdre could not
Louis chuckled. “You don’t have to worry about this, Mr. Brigthall. Ophelia McKinnon is an important asset to us, so if any harm befell her, the loss would be ours to bear! So, we provided her with quite a comfortable lifestyle. In fact, it’s even better than the life you gave her the last time, Mr. Brighthall.“We’ve planned to reveal her in the most dramatic fashion, but Mr. Brighthall’s sharp wits removed our surprise by tripping us up, didn’t you?”Louis’ last line was quite the insinuation. Brendan snickered. “How’s this exchange supposed to work?”“There will be a cargo ship arriving at the eastern port a week from now. Mrs. McKinnon will be there,” said Louis. “Before the ship docks, you’ll be able to observe her from a distance of ten-odd meters. Should you release Connor then, he’ll leave on his own accord.”“Fine.”The call ended. Louis turned to the man behind him. “Sir, it is done.”The man stayed silent, but the air seemed to be heating up. It grew hotter and heavier
Charlene poised as a long-suffering fiancee who just wanted to vent out injustice, but her word choice was specifically meant to degrade Deirdre’s personality by insinuating that she was only popular with males because she was a flirty pick-me girl.Brendan’s eyes turned cold, but that disappeared almost as soon as it appeared when he appeared to frown. “You’re overthinking it. I’m not interested in any woman who’d make eyes at any man in her vicinity.”Charlene bit her lips. “But… What about today? You…”“When I came home from work, Deirdre fainted from some unknown discomfort, so I brought her to the hospital. She fell asleep in the car while we were on our way back. I couldn't possibly leave her there, so I carried her to her room.”“Oh! So that’s what happened!” Charlene’s eyes twinkled with joy. A faint shadow of smugness—she believed Brendan’s excuse, after all—surfaced to her grin before it faded from new doubt. “But you were staying in her room for a long time.”Brendan ca
“Alright,” Charlene said and showed Brendan a smile. As the days passed, things began to settle. The Internet had bigger scandals to fry and gravitate toward, and slowly but surely, the commentaries were reduced. Charlene felt great. She was sure that given more time, she would finally be the undisputed Mrs. Brighthall who bore him a child. She would no longer have to fear anything. As for Deirdre McKinnon…Malice pooled into Charlene’s eyes. She had never planned to let that fiasco during her botched wedding go, and now that she was finally freed from the storm, she could go back to plotting for that.She knew a doctor privately and asked if he could recommend any slow-acting but potent poison. “I want it to be the kind that can ruin that person’s face over time. I want it ruined so badly, not a single surgeon in the world can recover it!”“There is such a drug, but you can’t get it from my clinic.”“Then give me a venue. I’ll take it from you personally.”The doctor gave h
”S-Sir—”“Hush now,” the man interjected. “Please, don’t lower yourself by calling me that. You’re Brendan’s b*tch, not mine, remember? You wanted a piece of him so hard, you’d tell him everything about our plan and sell Watson out. You’re so out of my control I can hardly be called your master.”He sounded humorous, but Charlene shuddered. The look in his eyes screamed murder—and it oozed out of his contempt. Charlene’s teeth chattered as she threw her arms around the man’s thigh. “No! It’s not what you think, sir! I’ve always been loyal to you! Always! How could I possibly, willingly, betray you? He forced me to do it during the wedding! I had no choice! I just want Brendan to trust me… And then I can get Connor out of his bind!“Don’t you get it? I’m doing all of this for our plan, too!”The man snickered. Before she had a chance to understand him, someone flanking the man swung his leg at her, sending her flying several meters away. “Who do you think you are, touching our m
"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