Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 848 You Disappoint Me What is going on?

Had Brendan been deceiving her all along! ? Mrs.Engel was trying her best to comfort the distraught young woman.

"Miss McKinnon, please calm down! You can’t just listen to something she said and immediately believe her, right? Why is whatever she said automatically real? Mr.Brighthall’s gunshot wound is real, you saw that.There was no lie about that!"

She was right.

Brendan’s injury was real, or he would not have been so hurt he could not sleep.

Henry’s sister could have lied just to gain forgiveness and sympathy.

And yet, Deirdre’s mind was in disarray.

Any mood she had to stay in the shopping district was gone.She hailed a cab and quickly returned to the mansion.She strode into the living room and found nobody there.She rose the stairs to where the study was, and right before she pushed the door open, she heard sounds—a conversation.

"Have you found our wanted person?"

"We're close.The mole hides well, so it’s not easy to sniff them out for the time being."

"Hmph.What’s the rush? The prey is well within our reach." Sam smiled.

"It went exactly as you predicted, Mr.Brighthall.Those people wouldn’t have jumped the gun and exposed themselves sooner if you didn’t shoot yourself in the shoulder.Besides, thanks to this injury, Miss McKinnon also stopped being so hostile to you."

Mentioning Deirdre immediately summoned Brendan’s gentler side.

"What time is it now?"

"Over 3:00 p.m., sir."

me my car keys.I

the sound of his footsteps before the

face-to-face with the woman

black eyes reflected genuine

eyes were

her hand across his cheek as hard as

sprang out from the room

is not what

up, all of you!" thundered

brain felt like ground zero to a nuclear blast.Her body was

was livid—and so utterly

was far from

con where she was the

believed him when he claimed he had gotten hurt for both her sake and the sake of those she

looked up and leveled a cold glare

never

explain himself, "But Miss McKinnon, it’s true!

sake? Or was he hurt for the sake of setting me up as the dunce? For the sake of gaining my sympathy and care when he doesn’t deserve it? For the sake of making me the punchline because watching me being conflicted about my feelings and sympathy is such

Deirdre’s eyes went icy.

"You disappoint me, Sam."

excluded Brendan—as though he had

a look She