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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 378
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Chapter 378 Where’s Brendan?

“So, will you do it? Even though I’m not a neat freak, I’m not fond of being touched by others. It will be fine even if

you don’t want to do it.”

Deirdre replied hastily, “I’m afraid that I might hurt you accidentally.”

“It’s fine. I’ll guide you.”

Deirdre considered for a moment and replied, “Sure.”

Afterward, Declan came and talked for a while. He said before he left, “Please come

outside and help me with something, Miss McKinnon.”

It was apparent that he had something to tell Deirdre.

Deirdre shut the door after her when she got outside while Declan said in a solemn tone, Miss McKinnon, it’s

possible that you’ve been targeted for real.”

Deirdre’s expression changed drastically. “What happened?”

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“I looked into the surveillance camera at the intersection yesterday and discovered that you were being followed. I

don’t know the person’s purpose, but it’s apparent that the person came prepared. The surveillance footage

showed that he walked into a walkway and vanished at night. I didn’t manage to get any information on that person

either.”

“How is it…” Deirdre grew restless.

Declan asked, “Do you have any enemies?”

Deirdre was stunned by the question. “Is Brendan considered one?”

“Yes, but it’s apparent that this person is not related to Brendan. If it’s Brendan, and he insists on taking you with

him, there’s nothing I can do to stop him, given your relationship with him.”

“I’m not too sure then.” Deirdre kept her face lowered and felt overwhelmed. “I don’t know many people.”

“Then it’s possible that you make an easy target because you’re blind.” Declan furrowed his eyebrows tightly. “So,

we must be extra careful during this period. Don’t leave Kyran event for half a step. If I’m not here to pick you up,

you can rest on the bed next to Kyran’s bed.”

“Alright…”

“I’m not going to the hotel today because I would like to check along the intersection to see if anyone has seen that

person before. You can stay in the room first and set your mind at ease in Kyran’s company.”

Declan patted Deirdre’s shoulder to comfort her. “Don’t worry. You’ll be fine with Kyran.

‘Kyran…’

At the thought of Kyran, Deirdre’s anxious heart calmed down gradually. It was as if he had the magic to dispel the

negative emotions in her heart.

“Hmm!” Deirdre nodded and said, “You should be careful too because we still don’t know what that man’s purpose

is, Mr. King. I’m worried that you might be implicated too…”

“Don’t worry.” Declan smiled and said, “When I was fighting in the underground fighting rings, perhaps that person

was still nursing on his mother somewhere.”

Deidre’s mind was set at ease, and she turned around to return to the room.

Meanwhile, Charlene and Declan encountered each other when the elevator door opened on Level 11. She walked

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out of the elevator. She turned around subconsciously to take a glance at the man with a slight frown on her face.

She recognized him as some influential person but could not remember who he was.

She walked along the corridor carrying her handbag in her high heels in a domineering manner. She halted to a

stop when she passed Room 1106 and saw a face from the door slit that looked like Deirdre.

Deirdre was talking to someone unknown while she sat on the sofa. Charlene clenched her fists tightly and felt the

urge to barge into the room impulsively.

It was still too early to expose Deirdre. She had not come here for Deirdre anyway.

She suppressed the cruelness in her eyes with great effort and walked to the last room that bodyguards heavily

guarded. She tossed her hair back before she opened the door and entered the room, only to find an empty bed.

“What’s going on?” Charlene’s expression changed drastically. She turned around and queried the bodyguard,

“Where’s Brendan? Where is he?”

The bodyguard answered, “Mr. Brighthall claimed that it’s stuffy in the room, so he went out to get some air.”

Charlene was so furious that she was shaking. “What’s the bloody point of hiring bodyguards? Do you think that

your job is only to stare at the room? Brendan got into an accident just a few days ago, and his injury has yet to

heal. Not only have you not stopped him, but you’ve actually let him go outside!?”