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?”

rose, taking the clothes with her, and

led her to a room full of suspects

closed her inside.

shackling against the bars in shock. “I

released today!” “After Charli McKinsey accused you

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

someone gets to the bottom of

staying with them. Maybe then you’ll learn some

storm? What

the chance to press on. The police left her clinging

to the skin-until she turned around and saw

silhouettes encircling her.

Deirdre McKinnon I’ve been hearing so

stay in that private suite in this

meh.” “Look at her squeezing into the corner!

I didn’t know

is she his lover? She’s

someone like this! We should balance the universe ourselves,

through things like this back in prison, so she knew exactly

entailed in their remarks. Immediately, she shrieked at the top of

Help!”

her by her hair

“Shut the f*ck up, b*tch! You get the warden in, and I’ll f*ck you up

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

a new excuse. F*ck her up on places people can’t

only stopped after they tired themselves out. Deirdre