âGet over here, the two of you! Get her down, nice and easy!â Yael ordered. The two women immediately shoved Charlene down to the floor while Yael pushed the pill into her throat. Then, squeezing her jaw, she said, âYour plastic surgery looks like sh*t, darling. I should help fix you up. Give you a fresh new lookâĶâ-When Samâs call arrived, Brendan was working from the living room couch. He saw who it was and ignored it.Deirdre saw his phone flashing by accident and felt even more perplexed. Why was he squeezing into her couch when his study was literally there?The phone rang for a while before Brendan finally answered it on loudspeaker. âWhat, Sam?âThere was a moment of hesitation before Sam answered, âCharleneâs child is gone.âDeirdre sat straight. Her child was gone? How?Brendan did not even care. âWhat, thatâs it?ââNo, thatâs not all. She seems to have gone through some serious mental breakdown. Sheâs so unstable, the policeâs floating the idea of sending her to a
It actually feltâĶ upsetting. Now that she thought about it, Brendan had always treated Charlene well. Had that woman not disappointed Brendan as much as she did, she would have become Mrs. Brighthall, no contest. âAre you cold?â Brendan stopped the car next to her and opened the door. Deirdre sulkily went inside and leaned her head against her seat. âIf I tell you Iâm tired, can I not go?âBrendan said nothing for a long beat before starting the engine. âSorry. Please be a little patient. Iâll drive as quickly as I can.âHe turned up the heater, and yet it did not dispel her nipping annoyance. When she was the one who became the victim of someone's scheme and subsequently lost her eyes and childâall of which was worse than whatever ordeal Charlene had gone throughâBrendan had never thought of coming to see her. Sure, Steven Young had duped him back then. He was none the wiser. But what he was doing today proved that he could have always gone to see Deirdre while she was in pr
Madame Brighthallâs smile blossomed from her lips, and suddenly it seemed like spring had dawned on a face fraught with illness. She even coughed less. âGo and make them some nice, warm chicken soup. By the time they are inside, theyâll have something to enjoy.âThe maid caught her mistressâs infectious joy. âOkay, maâam. But please, you stay in here and donât go out to join in on the fun, okay? Itâs very cold out there,â she reminded Madame Brighthall. âUnless, wellâĶ they take too long, I guess.ââI know, dear.â The older woman ran her finger through her hair bun and shot an annoyed look at the maid as if a little disgruntled. âWhat was that supposed to mean? Iâm not a kid, you know. Iâve long grown bored of snow. Why would I want to get out there and join in on the fun?âThe maid tittered and left. Deirdre and Brendan did not spend too much time out there, eitherâthe weather was just too cold. Brendan could tell from the way her hand started to lose warmth, so he led her insid
âOh God, youâre right!â Madame Brighthall nodded in realization. âBlasted sickness has turned my brain into mush! Bren is at a critical moment when everything he does and says is under scrutiny. If you two marry now, youâll be dragged into the storm too, Dee!âShe smiled. âAh, I should check if the soupâs done.âBrendan waited until his mother had left before stating hesitantly, âDee, about the thing between usâĶ Can you please hide the truth from her at the moment? She hasnât been feeling well, but all she cares about isâĶ well, us being happy together. If you tell her youâre going to leave after our child is born, it might hurt her a little too much.âDeirdre finally understood why Brendan interrupted her. He was worried she might accidentally let the cat out of the bag and crush Madame Brighthallâs hopes. âDonât worry about that. Sheâs more than just your mother. Sheâs also one of the kindest people to me in this entire world. I wouldnât say anything that could break her heart ev
âSure thing.â Even after the maid held Madame Brighthall by her hand and led her away, Deirdre remained by the door to the childâs room and continued to look inside, regardless of the fact that she saw nothing. âBrendan, what does it look like?âHe entered the room and stood next to her. It was a small room, but it had everythingâtoys of all shapes and sizes and a cot leaped into oneâs field of vision. Madame Brighthallâs care was evident. She was worried that her granddaughter might not like pink as much as she had hoped, so she tried to balance it with other colors. âDo you want to know?âShe nodded. Brendan took her hand. âIâll let you feel it.âHe held her fingertips, letting them outstretched to the baby mobile hanging above their head. âThis is a mobile of the night sky. The moon, the stars, and the planets.ââThis is the wallpaper. Pink and blue stripes. Cartoon pictures dot them, and every single one of them has my momâs writing embroidered on it.âThis is the cot. M
For the first time, Deirdre realized Brendan was in more pain than she was enduring. Her mother was at least coming back to her.But he was losing his.He had to pretend that that day was not coming. He had to watch his mother put all of this effort into decorating the room and yet never live to see it used.Deirdre clenched her hands. âDoes she know?ââI didnât tell her, but I suspect sheâs aware of her own mortality. Itâs her own health, after all. Which is why she spent so much time and effort in this room. It would be fine if she never got to see her granddaughterâĶ if that same child could still feel her love anyway.âDeirdreâs face was stricken with tears. A moment later, she whispered, âIâm sorry, Brendan. You must be in so much more pain than I am.âAnd she had misunderstood him. She thought he was trying to ensnare her.Brendan said nothing and simply ruffled her hair. âThe Brighthall retinue knows all about it, and I think mom does, too. She just chose not to make it ex
Madame Brighthall broke out a smile. âNow thatâs more like it! Youâre one of our family, Dee. I will not have you treat this as something that doesnât belong to you. Besides, itâs not like I can wear it with me when I finally go to see the Maker, can I? Itâs less of a waste when itâs with you!âAs she spoke, a strong fit seized her again. She breathed hard as though she was asphyxiated. Brendan frowned as the maids came to her aid immediately and led her to her room. Deirdre caressed the bracelet lovingly, but after mulling it over, she took it off. âI still donât think I can accept this, Brendan. You should hold onto it. Then maybe, one day, you can pass it to someone you love.âPassing it to someone he loved one day?But she was already there! Right in front of him!His eyes darkened. When the last of any ray of joy finally died, he replied flatly, âNo. My mom gave it to you, so itâs yours, period. She adoring you has nothing to do with me. She would have given you the bracelet
Following that, Brendan asked, âDeirdre, are you cold?ââYes, Iâm very coldâĶââShould I hug you to sleep?ââUmâĶââBut we aren't a couple. Itâs inappropriate for me to get on the bed with you, right?ââ...ââShould I carry you to the couch?ââOkay.âThe recording ended, and Deirdre was shocked. But then she quickly realized something. âThis was a trap! It must be you inducing me when I was not in my right mind. That was why I agreed! Otherwise, how could I have gone to the couch with you?ââInducedâ Brendan rebutted with righteous indignation, âIt was you who agreed to come to the couch yourself. Moreover, you were the one who kept telling me that you were cold. Hence, how could I ignore you just like that?âDeirdre was at a loss for words and was searching for a comeback.Deirdre found a rebuttal. âEven so, itâs because you induced me first. If you had asked me for my account password at that time, I would have given it to you.â Brendan didnât refute it but played another
"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 intelligentâperhaps 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 hereâĶ That's enoughâĶ"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