Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 778 Miss McKinnon is Mr. Brighthall’s Lover

Sam lifted him high-a feat easy enough for his well-trained muscles. He chucked him at a chair, and the force with Henry’s weight combined smashed the poor thing into pieces.

Sam picked up one of its legs like a baton.

Henry almost wetted himself from the sudden change of events. Still lying on the floor, he begged, “Stop, Mr. Brighthall! Sir! Oh Lord, stop! I’ll give you everything you need! Don’t hit me! Please! Stop!”

The blood from his nose and lips seemed to have mixed together before rolling down his face and splattering onto the floor. He was shaking.

Sam turned to look at Brendan, who simply lit up a cigarette. The rage in his eyes hardly dissipated.

The bodyguard understood. He stomped on Henry a few more times until the man was too beaten to even shout, and finally, Sam asked, “Do you know what was your mistake?”

depended on it. Judging from his badly bruised face, he would not be

by the collar and said in a low voice, “Miss McKinnon’s Mr. Brighthall’s

his eyes. His face

was Brendan Brighthall’s lover!? The same woman he had justHenry’s legs were shaking. His bladder was going to fail him anytime now. How was he supposed to know that a blind woman

young man, still shaking. Brendan’s cigarette had been burnt to its half, and with his back against Henry, the fat man could not even make out his expression. All he knew was

finally, Brendan turned. His handsome features bore no emotions, but his eyes were as still

scraped his knees and begged for forgiveness, slapping himself across his cheeks as hard as he could despite his injuries. “I’m sorry, Mr. Brighthall! I made a grave mistake! I’m a barbarian, an uncultured swine! How could I say something like that!? I

smiled. “It’s okay. You

“It’s… okay?”

to you, Mr. Brighthall, I’ll turn the

for you! I’ll