Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 903 Seize This Chance

“Here’s the thing. We don’t give a damn who you’ll end up marrying, but since we’ll be staying together for a while, let me give you a piece of advice,” Deirdre said a little apathetically. “Mrs. Engel is going to be your housekeeper and your cook. That means she has plenty of chances to surprise you, don’t you think?”

Mrs. Engel caught on. “She’s right, Miss McKinney. Protecting yourself against obvious enemies is one thing, but against someone who you depend on? It would be easy for me to place some pins on your pillow… Or spit in your filet…”

Charlene’s expression darkened before the older woman finished. “You dare!?”

Mrs. Engel shot a disgusted glare. “What’s stopping me? I’ll quit once Miss McKinnon leaves anyway. You don’t even know where my home is. I am not scared of your petty payback!”

Charlene gnashed her teeth for a while before her ire subsided a little. She glared daggers at Deirdre and turned her umbrage back against the latter.” You turn being a doormat into an art form, huh? You’re looking at the one who murdered your mom right now, and your reaction is, ‘Alright. Cool, cool.’ “Aren’t you going to push me down the stairs and check in at the detainment center for another alternative vacation?”

set her eyes at Charlene as though she was seeing through

it made her sneer “b*tch!” under her breath. She curled the corner of her lips and smiled. “I don’t know what judgment that’s supposed to be, but I know that once

that, Charlene strutted upstairs, her hips swinging in selfsatisfaction. A moment later, one could hear her question aloud which

to ignore her, but Deirdre clapped on the back of the older woman’s hand

deliberately offered the one farthest from Brendan’s room. Naturally, Charlene insisted snobbily

Mrs. Engel descended the stairs anxiously. “Why did Mr.

you can cross without consequences, so it’s best you don’t get her way. She could strut and act like she’s above me, but she’s explicitly forbidden from harming me because of my

well-being under this new order. “But I just- God, I can’t stand that vixen! She’s the man-stealer! She has no right to… And Mr. Brighthall, too.

eyes darkened. “It hardly bothers me. I’ll have nothing to do with

only after she heard the entirety of their conversation. The real reason Charlene was told to move here was pure calculation-it was part of Brendan’s effort to control the media and the narrative they waved. With