Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 151 Did Nothing to Deserve the Favor It was apparent that it was a critical situation judging by Brendan’s sternness. Sawyer did not have the

courage to procrastinate, so he hastily asked, “What happened, Mr. Brighthall?”

“Someone stirred up trouble and got several people injured. Sam was one of them, and his condition is

quite critical.”

Brendan described Sam’s condition as quite critical, so the critical level would surely be unusually bad

in reality. Sawyer hastily opened the car door for Brendan. The latter was about to get into the car when

Deirdre suddenly grabbed his arm.

“Brendan, who did you say is injured? Is Sam injured? How bad is his injury?”

There was no telling if her face was pale from the cold or scared out of her wits from overhearing the

conversation.

Brendan’s face was filled with evil emotions. He clutched her hand and pulled it away by force. “This is

not an issue that you should concern yourself with. The pressing matter for you now is to figure out a

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way to make Charlene forgive you.”

Deirdre’s heart was racing. “I will, but Sam’s safety is very important too. Just tell me his condition first

so I can set my mind at ease.”

“You care about him so much, huh?” Brendan sneered. “I think you’d be clapping and cheering in

delight if I were in Sam’s shoes instead, huh?”

Deirdre lowered her eyes but did not answer his question. Her action was regarded as silent

acknowledgment in Brendan’s perception, and he felt his heart wrench in pain. He flung away Deirdre’s

hand in disgust. “He’s not going to die! However, his condition might be different if you can’t complete.

the mission that is assigned to you.”

He got into the car coldly after making his threat.

Sawyer was stunned by Brendan’s mockery but still started the car’s engine.

Deirdre stood at the door by herself, her head filled with Brendan’s threatening remark.

‘Sam is Brendan’s subordinate and also his bodyguard, yet he seems like he would sacrifice Sam

because of Charlene at this point.

‘Is he going to spare no effort in sacrificing everyone who displeases Charlene?”

She inhaled a deep breath, turned around to face the door, and asked the servant, “Is Miss McKinney

willing to see me now?”

The servant sized up Deirdre with her gaze. Sawyer had left, so it was unnecessary for her to hide the

contempt in her eyes anymore. “So, it turns out this is how Mr. Brighthall treats you, huh? I was under

the assumption that you’re some exquisite beauty when I found out that Mr. Brighthall is keeping you in

the villa. You’re hideous, and I don’t know how you find the nerve to show yourself.”

Her mockery of Deirdre came as blunt as it could.

Deirdre did not even blink once, but she asked, “Will Miss McKinney see me now?”

The servant said irnpatiently, “Wait there, and I’ll ask.”

The servant did not return even after half an hour.

Deirdre stood by the door all alone and could not tell if the sky was dark. She could only feel the wind

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growing stronger and the temperature dropping lower until her nose turned numb from the cold.

Meanwhile, the servant came after a long time. She said while yawning, “You’re still here? I was under

the assumption that you had left, so I went to take a nap in the room.”

Deirdre’s fingers were stiff from the cold. She exhaled a warm breath and listened to the servant’s rude,

intentionally provocative remark. She understood the servant’s attitude but had already lost her temper.

She said, “It’s fine.”

The servant opened the door. “You may enter now if that’s the case. Miss McKinney is growing eager

from the wait as well.”

Upon saying that, the servant left.

Deirdre’s eyes were blind, and she could not tell where the living room was. She was not counting on

the servant to help her but listened to the direction of the servant’s footsteps with great effort and

followed closely after the servant.

When she stepped into the living room, someone intentionally stretched out a leg to trip Deirdre. She

toppled to the ground heavily, but fortunately, the carpet softened the fall. In addition, her body was stiff

and numb from the cold, so the fall was not particularly painful, only that she fell in a humiliating

posture. Deirdre heard Charlene’s laughter coming from above. “I did nothing to deserve the favor,

Miss McKinney. I can’t accept you getting on your knees as soon as you come into the house.”

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