Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 940 It’s All Deirdre’s Evil Plan!

Charlene regarded him as though he was her messiah.

Throwing her arms around his thigh, she launched a litany to explain why she was innocent despite the weight of evidence showing otherwise.

"Bren, you believe me, don’t you? Someone set me up! I don’t know who, but I know they’re trying to destroy me.You know I devote my heart and soul to you, Bren! How could I possibly want to be with any other guys!?" Brendan said nothing, even as Charlene tightened her arms around his legs.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it up.

When white smoke started to swirl in the air around them, he finally looked down at her.

"How big of an idiot do you think I am, Charlene?"

Charlene considered the frigid look on his face and shivered.

"I’m willing to excuse your...orgy with the possibility that you’ve been drugged." He continued.

"But what about those pictures? How are you supposed to explain that away? Doctored? Deep fake?"

inquisitor’s tone bleached Charlene’s visage.Her lips were quivering in fear.She tried her best to weave a convincing excuse

I was coerced on that

She reeled in realization.

threaten me! I had no choice but to sleep with him, Bren! Believe me.I’m in so much agony and pain.I’m a

he coerced

eyes as though he was

panic doubled

you

"I...wouldn't dare!"

sobbed.She let her tears

it’d be over if I just did what he wanted me to do that one time,

silence as if

Sam whispered something in his ears, prompting Brendan to extinguish his cigarette

farthest end of the corridor

from an unknown Charlene McKinney, who nobody cared about, to Charli Brighthall, the most important and treasured elite in all of Neve! So why? Why did this happen? How did she allow herself to be set up like

this room—where the

Her ankles turned weak.

about to put her clothes back on