Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 871 Make Her Suffer

A faint smile shadowed Brendan’s lips. “Thank you.”

He meant it.

Madame Brighthall said nothing. She left.

But the controversy did not end there. Mr. Jensen’s speech had kicked up a storm. As

Brendan shut his laptop, Sam remarked, “I have a feeling Mr. Jensen planned all of

this down to the little speech he gave. He even had pictures of Miss McKinnon living

in the villa so he could strike at the affair’s angle.” “It’s that coward’s only way to stay

alive after the grave he dug,” Brendan growled frigidly. The pain seemed to be drilling

into his temple, emboldened by the sheer torrent of imbroglios that were all rebelling

against Brendan’s control.

“And Deirdre?” “Miss McKinnon should be released today, but… I think she’s still in

there.” “I see. I’ll be going to see her then. She must be so scared.”

It was the afternoon. A young woman caressed the clothes she had been folding and

waited for the police. The door opened, and she heard her name. “McKinnon?”

the clothes with her, and followed the police. Instead

entrance, the police officer led her to a room full of suspects

closed her inside.

against the bars in shock. “I thought I was supposed

accused you of homicidal

you spawned, you really think we’re gonna let you out? As

someone gets to the

staying with them. Maybe then you’ll learn

heart sank. An Internet storm? What was that

press on.

to the skin-until she turned

silhouettes encircling her.

McKinnon I’ve been

got to stay in that private suite in this sh*thole.

“Look

I didn’t know

“Why the h*ll is she his lover? She’s so sh*t! Miss

to someone like this! We

like this back

Immediately, she shrieked at

Help!”

aggressors started pulling her by her hair before smacking across her

up, b*tch! You get the warden in, and I’ll

rag to it!” ‘Words are she’s pregnant, so don’t cause her kid

to leave here with a new excuse. F*ck

they tired themselves out.