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Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 429
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Chapter 429 Who Is It? Come Out Now!

“That’s my pleasure. But you need to take care of yourself, Mr. Brighthall,” said Mr. Taylor. “Anyway, has your condition improved after your treatment?”

“Yeah. The doctor has already arranged an operation for me.”

“A lot of things have happened in Neve after you left. When everyone heard that you were seriously ill, many people tried to climb up and pull you down from the throne. The

media and newspapers are looking everywhere for your news as well. Luckily, you came here. If you were still in Neve, there would be a lot of people waiting for you day and

night outside of the hospital.”

Brendan did not say anything, and Mr. Taylor continued. “Are you going to postpone your marriage with Ms. McKinney?”

“Yeah,” Brendan replied calmly. “It’ll be postponed indefinitely.”

“What a shame. I was waiting to join your wedding ceremony,” Mr. Taylor said as he washed his hands at the water tap. “But you can have the wedding any time after you’ve

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fully recovered. At that time, you’ll be successful in your career and have a happy family. You’ll be the happiest man in the world at that time.”

“A happy family, huh?” Brendan lowered his head. He looked at his pale and slender fingers before looking at himself through the mirror. He was wearing a suit, but one could

see that he was sick from his ashen face. It was just that he had a handsome and assertive look. He did not look weak at all, and he was still able to strike fear into people’s

hearts with a single gaze.

He let out a mocking smile and looked away. As he washed his hands, he said, “That’s a little difficult, I’m afraid.”

“You’re still young, Mr. Brighthall. Even if you injured your waist, you can still return to your best form after you’ve recovered!” Mr. Taylor laughed.

“Ring!”

Suddenly, an ear-deafening ringtone rang out from the cubicle behind them.

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Deirdre’s pupils shrank, and she hastily hung up the call. Her back was wet with sweat, and her entire being was filled with fear.

She was only one step away from Brendan. Ever since she faked her death, she had never been so close to Brendan. Even if she wanted to run right now, there was no place

for her to run to. She was like the fish on the block. She just hoped that Brendan could leave now, but she did not expect her phone to ring again.

Deirdre hastily hung up the call again..

Outside, Brendan looked at the cubicle behind him through the mirror. He frowned slightly, and his gaze was turning cold with each passing second.

“Who is in there?”

He turned his head around, looking at the cubicle behind him with a piercing gaze.

Deirdre covered her mouth, her entire body shaking.

He squinted and walked up to the cubicle. He placed his hand on the handle and turned it, but the door was locked from the inside. His gaze turned colder as he commanded,

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“Come out now!”

Mr. Taylor was stunned. “What’s the matter, Mr. Brighthall?”

Brendan did not know about it either. He just felt that the person inside the cubicle was weird.

After all, no one would hang up the phone twice as soon as it rang out, and no one would stay quiet after someone asked a question. The suspicion in his heart was getting

stronger and stronger.

“I’m coming in if you don’t come out now. I’ll count to three. Three, two…”

Deirdre’s heart was in her throat. As Brendan was counting down, she bit her lower lip tightly and felt that she was done for this time.

“One…”

“Mr. Brighthall!”

The moment Brendan counted to one, a waiter appeared outside of the restroom. “Are you in there, Mr. Brighthall? Someone is looking for you. She said she’s your guest, but

we didn’t bring her to your private room since we didn’t know whether she was telling the truth.”

Brendan frowned. He looked at the cubicle for a long while before retracting his gaze. After that, he walked out of the restroom.

Deirdre let go of her hand only after ensuring no one else was in the restroom anymore.