Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 28 He’s All She Could Rely on

The room seemed suspended in shock. No one would even remotely react in any way, and Deirdre looked like a forest nymph who had jumped out of a masterfully crafted painting, but she… Well…

Richard was the first to compare Deirdre’s height and figure to the unknown individual Sterling had shielded in the infamous video. He then reeled in realization.

No wonder that moron had attracted so much of Mr. Brighthall’s ire. Richard had been mystified to see Sterling’s name gone viral, but now he knew why. That idiot had stolen Mr. Brighthall’s girl!

What really made Richard furious was not just the stupidity of it all. It was the girl this whole fight had been about! F*ck, of all the girls his bastard son could have gotten into a fight for, he had to pick this freakshow and drag the entire family through the mud over… her!

He whispered something to his maid before facing Brendan with a smile. “I see. I’ll have him over right this

instant. It won’t take long, so help yourself to some tea while we wait.”

Brendan made himself comfortable on the couch and forced Deirdre to sit as well. She clenched her fists, anxiety making her nauseous. She could not even bring herself to drink anything.

A while later, she heard footsteps and rose instantly.

Sterling entered the living room, Deirdre was the first thing that caught his attention. His footsteps were stifled, but

the f*ck did you threaten Deirdre with this time, you rabid jack* ss?! And

into the fray. “You ignorant *ss!” he cried, slapping the

swear, this idiot has gotten so

fancies himself a rebel hotshot. It’s my fault for not teaching him manners, Mr. Brighthall. Please don’t let his

He sneered and drank his tea while Deirdre trembled. Just a few seconds ticked by, but she understood how little Sterling’s family saw in him. If his own father had no problem humiliating his son in public, what could

were cold, and her fingers felt as

was so pleased that he whispered in Deirdre’s ear like a demon toying with his prey, “You can’t see, dear

really was a curse! Af*cking curse who would

in her throat-was

or hear about this… Please tell them to get him to the . hospital! He needs to be

features was like rain on his parade. He cupped her chin and lifted her up against her will. “Do you get it now, Deirdre? This is what happens to anyone who’s foolish

the only one she was allowed to rely on was

woman’s breath was