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 followed

police officer led her to a room full of suspects

closed her inside.

the bars in shock.

Charli McKinsey accused you of

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

leaving until someone gets to the bottom

staying with them. Maybe then you’ll learn

Deirdre’s heart sank. An Internet storm? What was that

on. The police left her clinging to the

turned around and saw

silhouettes encircling her.

I’ve been hearing

private suite in this sh*thole. I know you’re

sh*t, you look meh.” “Look at her squeezing into the corner! Wait,

know Brendan’s into power plays! Kinky-kinky, Mr.

his lover? She’s so sh*t! Miss McKinsey does

someone like this! We should

Deirdre had gone through things like this back

she shrieked

Help!”

by her hair

f*ck up, b*tch! You get the warden

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

a new excuse. F*ck

only stopped after they tired themselves out.