“He has been a lunatic from the start!” Cillian scolded in anger before he ordered Wynne, “Handle the projects that we’re collaborating on with Ronan first by getting someone to take over as soon as possible. As for Mystic Midnight, I’ll reach out to my connections to help as much as I can. “Sure!”“As for Brendan…” Cillian suddenly remembered something, turned around to look in the direction of the living room, and found Declan sitting alone. His gaze dimmed abruptly, and a sharp glint glistened in his eyes.“Leave it to me.”-The next day, the news of Ronan’s detainment reached Deirdre’s ears. She did not look into it on purpose, but it caused such a huge commotion that the news was reporting it as soon as she turned on the television.Mystic Midnight was in trouble as well.Deirdre was well aware of who did this. She felt rather surprised and found it slightly strange. When Brendan got out of the bathroom, she asked, “Mr. Lane’s case, did you do it?”Brendan furrowed h
Deirdre was distracted from her thoughts. She was about to get up when Brendan took the lead to open the door and saw the bellboy standing at the door.The bellboy smiled and said respectfully, “Hello, Mr. Brighthall. Our hotel is organizing a party at the pool. The scenery there is amazing. Our manager sent me to inquire whether you’re interested in having dinner there. We can book a reservation for you.”“Party?”“Yes, it’s a fun event that we organize once every six months.”Brendan turned his head to take a glance at Deirdre. It was bad for her to stay in the room frequently, and she needed to walk around more often, so he nodded. “Book a reservation for me tonight. I’ll be there.”Brendan and Deirdre headed to the pool area during dinner time. They were very quiet all the time when they had nothing else to talk about. Even when they were seated at their seats and listening to others chatting leisurely, Deirdre did not have the desire to speak.She abided by Brendan’s ord
Deirdre took a deep breath and said, “I can’t convince you then.”“You can convince me,” Brendan said in a meaningful tone. “Use the advantage that you take the most pride in.”Deirdre’s expression froze on her face. On the other side, Joan Wood and friends were chatting by the poolside. She took a glance past the man before she realized she could not take her eyes off him.She was feeling blue initially and had agreed to her friend’s invitation to join the party. She attempted to recall but could not remember anyone mentioning Brendan Brighthall’s presence here.She became distracted instantly. Could it be that it was fated for them not to end their relationship so rashly?“Joan, what are you looking at? You’re so distracted that you don’t even respond when I talk to you.”“Precisely. Everyone is here to keep you company and cheer you up. Why are you so distracted when you’re the main character?”Joan was jolted back to reality. “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear what you said.”“Did
After all, that man was Brendan Brighthall!Apart from having no concern about living a good life after marrying him, she would be respected and envied by others no matter where she was. She would not need to suck up to the Woods, be subservient to Joan, and live on Joan’s leftovers. “It’s no pity. My family still has a strong hold in Eastgene without Brendan,” said Joan. “I hope that one of you can get on with Brendan. We’re besties, so we can help out each other when one of us marries Brendan. It’s a waste that…”She heaved a sigh. “It’s a waste what?” Zinerva’s interest was piqued, and she grew restless in her heart when she heard Joan’s sigh. “It’s a waste that Brendan is already in a relationship.” Joan looked toward Deirdre. “It’s the woman seated opposite Brendan. She’s beautiful, isn’t she? She is a nobody and blind. Yet, she managed to make Brendan take her to an upper-class party just with her beauty. He is very affectionate to her.”Zinerva stared at Deirdre’s face
‘That must be it. Kyran wouldn’t be gone for two days in a row.’She wanted to seek the help of a waitress to check on the text messages on her phone, but she raised her head to find a woman with a slim figure walking into her visual field.“Hello.” Deirdre got up and passed the phone to the woman. “Would you please help me check if there are any missed calls on my phone? I’m blind and can’t see it.”She spoke in a pleading tone, but the person did not respond at all. Deirdre could not help feeling dejected and forced a smile. “I’m sorry for troubling you.”She walked away in an attempt to seek help from a waitress when Brendan was away. She had just walked past the woman when she tripped over a foot in high heels that suddenly extended under her. Soon afterward, she felt her body being shoved forward and lost her balance before toppling into the water instantly.The intense, ferocious feeling of drowning overwhelmed her. Her body sunk into the icy cold pool water while the pani
Brendan calmed down a little and took the phone. “I’ll get it fixed.”A change finally shadowed Deirdre’s frozen, mortified face. A flash of surprise briefly lit up in her glassy, unseeing eyes before she hung her head and whispered, “Thank you.”It came from the bottom of her heart. The phone meant way too much to her.Brendan could only laugh at himself. He was pushing her to be closer to his own alter ego! Even if… he had always been like this.The waiter quickly brought a dry towel and coat. Brendan took them and wrapped the coat around Deirdre’s head, making sure that the bitter cold would not get to her. And that was the last of any softness in his expression. Almost immediately, he scanned the surroundings with a piercing, vindictive glare. “Who was it? Who did it?”Someone among the crowd said, “She probably fell inside the pool by herself, right? I mean, she can’t see. I wouldn’t think it’s that surprising.”“Yea. It’s a given for someone like her, right?”Brendan kne
“Either you jump, or your family business is wiped out of the face of this city. Your call,” Brendan sneered. He pulled Deirdre even closer in his arms and smirked. “I bet someone who knows I’m a Brighthall would also know who I am, right? I can destroy a small-fry company with a snap of my finger, so maybe don’t try my patience.”“N-No, Mr. Brighthall! No!” Zinerva pleaded, alarmed.Deirdre had almost died just now because nobody helped. Judging by Brendan’s tone, nobody would dare to even rescue Zinerva unless he allowed them to! “I can’t swim, Mr. Brighthall— I’ll die if I go down there! Please, show some mercy! It was just an accident!”Brendan’s tone was as frigid as permafrost. “Three. Two.”Zinerva’s lips trembled. Everything she had worked hard for—her image, her reputation, everything—was going to ruins. If news of this got out… she would become the joke of the circle. She could kiss her dream of becoming a socialite goodbye!But Brendan would punish her family’s company
“Thank you.” Deirdre pulled her collar taut around her neck and cast her eyes to the floor. Her voice was soft. “For both helping to repair my phone and saving me from drowning.”Brendan was far from a good, decent man and was no stranger to all kinds of unforgivable transgressions. But at the very least, Deirdre’s gratitude was sincere at this moment. He had saved her life.“It’s nothing.” Brendan considered the young woman’s pale, half-traumatized mien and fought the urge to just pull her into a comforting cuddle. “Don’t worry about it. Anyone who dares to touch a single hair on your head will all get it. If everything goes exactly as I thought, Zinerva Cole’s life in Eastgene is finished.”Deirdre couldn't care less. Neither did she try to talk Brendan out of it. She simply nodded and said, “Okay.”“Get some rest,” he said as she started toward the door. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”Deirdre was taken aback. Raising her head, she blurted out, “Wait, did you—”“My room is next door.