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."

my car keys.I should take

footsteps before the door

looked up and found himself staring face-to-face with the woman he was thinking

black eyes reflected genuine

her eyes were

her hand across his cheek as hard as she

out from the room frantically,

is not

all

zero to a nuclear blast.Her body was trembling

was livid—and so

duplicity was far from a

con where she was the butt

stick his neck out to rescue Tobey and believed him when he claimed he had gotten hurt for both her sake and

leveled a cold glare at

never

explain himself, "But Miss McKinnon, it’s

dunce? For the sake of gaining my sympathy and care when he doesn’t deserve it? For

Deirdre’s eyes went icy.

"You disappoint me, Sam."

Brendan—as though he had ceased to exist after she

She was no longer disappointed with this one,