Chapter 107 Forced Choice

Brendan was forcing her to make a choice. She could save whatever remained of her dignity, but Sterling would have to lose his on her behalf. She would have to doom him to save herself.

Brendan’s sadism knew no bounds. How could he be so heartless?

Deirdre sobbed. She felt faint spells, yet her heart was ironically much calmer than before. “It’s alright,” she said, her eyes as empty as her tone. “I’ll do it.”

The room cheered. It was what everyone wanted. Amid the revelry, though, was Brendan’s increasingly stormy expression. His eyes were cold.

“Do you understand what you’ve just said? You’re going to strip yourself clean and dance in front of a crowd of strangers. If you call Sterling, the most I’ll make him do is

make him drink.”

The most he would do?

Deirdre smiled between her tears. To hell would she even believe that!

She would never believe him ever again.

her he would never play favorites and

that night, he had said

believed his proclamation. It even made her wonder… that maybe Brendan was not the one who

incarcerated.

both of them had been played by Charlene. He

wiser. That delusion of

sinner was Charlene overdosing on sleeping pills and the words

pity for you, Brendan. You’re so blind and dense. I think you deserve what’s coming

to say a word more.

What else did she have? Why did she even need to preserve her dignity

apoplectic. Disbelief practically coursed through his veins before emanating from him

this, Deirdre! You lost the right

f*ck. She’s gonna have to find her way up there if

Brendan as she could, so she led Deirdre up the stage. The colors of the lighting changed the moment the music played. Everyone looked at the stage. Their eyes fixed on

of them began recording just so they

was that of numbness. The cheers and shrieks of her audience faded into white noise. Her trembling hand fell onto

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