Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 614 You'll Regret It

Cillian hesitated for a moment before answering, "Miss McKinnon is missing. The maid said she entered Declan’s room and hasn't come out yet."

"What!?” Mr. King Sr.’s expression changed. Anger began to rise from the bottom of his heart, but he did not dare to make any assumptions. "Maybe the maid misidentified that woman as Miss McKinnon?"

Brendan ignored him and rushed toward Declan’s room. He twisted the doorknob, but unfortunately, it did not budge. His face sank, and he growled, "Where is the key!?"

They had already prepared the key in advance, and the maid handed it to Brendan. Before Brendan opened the door, Cillian spoke. "Mr. Brighthall, make sure you can keep your calm when you're in the room. Even if you don't trust Declan, you need to have faith in Miss McKinnon-"

Before he could finish speaking, he looked at the bed and was stunned.

Only one person was on the massive bed, and that person was none other than Deirdre. Her eyes were misted over with desire.

Apparently, the drug's effect hadn’t worn off yet, but her clothes were perfectly intact.

However, according to his plan, Deirdre and Declan should be in the same bed now! Where was Declan now? Why had nothing happened between them?

that the room was filled with the smell of blood. Brendan switched on the light, and it was only then they saw

of the room right now, holding a fruit knife in his hands. The wounds on his arm were horrendous and fresh. Apparently, he had cut himself with the knife to take advantage of the pain to

lost a lot of

expect such a move from Declan at all, and he was stunned. After he came around to his senses, he admonished Declan harshly. “How dare you, Declan!? How could you stoop so low and drug Miss McKinnon in order to get her? There is no way you can do this by yourself.

the maid standing next to Cillian dropped to her knees and pleaded, "Mr. King, please forgive me! I didn't want to help Mr. Declan, but he threatened me with my job! I had no

their show and marched toward

me." Declan said, "Go take

and walked toward Deirdre. Her clothes were wet from her sweat, and she could barely keep herself awake. Her face was red as she

she did not suppress her desire with pain. She resisted it with

arms. He felt sorry for her as he slowly tightened his arms.

do my duty

hot. She was very weak right now, so she just

car. As soon as they were

"Help me..."