Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 882

Chapter 882 You’re Fired

“I’m fine, Mrs. Engel. Really,” replied Deirdre, smiling, as she felt warmth enveloping her heart. She took a sip of water and turned to Brendan. “Are you going to be okay after, urn, today?” “Why? It was nothing.”

Deirdre was skeptical of his claim, but she simply could not pry more out of him and decided to get information straight from the horse’s mouth. She waited until Brendan went to his study and asked Mrs. Engel instead.

“But Miss McKinnon!”

Deirdre flashed a smile. “Don’t worry about how I’m gonna take it, Mrs.

been resilient. I’m just curious, that’s all.

searched the Internet for a while and immediately closed the browser. “Those people are acting the same as ever,” she said vaguely.” Uh, Mr. Brighthall’s being dragged into

course, it was going to

haven’t had a good meal or sleep while you were locked up there. I can tell, or you wouldn’t have come down with that bellyache just now.” “Thank you, Mrs. Engel. Sorry for the trouble.” “Not as much trouble as the demons haunting you, child.” Mrs. Engel sighed broodingly. Remembering what more to add to her pot,

looked up to where the first floor was. Brendan had been staying inside

balked for a second and decided to ascend the stairs. She made her way to his study, but before she could knock,

with a flimsy bid for patience. And look what they had brought us!? Even if this whole sh*tstorm passes, Brighthall’s reputation will never recover!” ‘You need to give a press release right now! Tell the world that you protected Deirdre McKinnon because you think whatever punishment she deserved is the one mandated by law, and so you’re thinking of personally sending her to prison. Or else… The entire board of directors

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