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.

caught his attention. His footsteps were stifled, but a moment

f*ck did you threaten Deirdre with this time, you rabid jack*

the fray. “You ignorant *ss!” he cried, slapping the young man as hard as

Brendan and immediately apologized. “Oh Lord, this is so embarrassing… I swear, this

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

little Sterling’s family saw in him. If his own father had no problem humiliating his son in public, what could stop him from doing something even worse to Sterling behind

her fingers felt as numb as if they were

he was so pleased that he whispered in Deirdre’s ear like a demon toying with his prey, “You can’t see, dear Deirdre, so I’ll be nice this time and tell you what exactly is happening. Do you know that his entire back is drenched in blood? He’s still

was hurt! She really was a curse! Af*cking

in her

this… or hear about this… Please tell them to get

The agony in Deirdre’s 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 enough to help you. Remember

the only one she was allowed to

was shaking, and she