Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 182 She’s Dead, Right

“I have something important to attend to. Postpone the meeting!”

Sam was stunned, and his face turned pale. “Mr. Brighthall! You’ve been after this project for more than six months…”

“I said, postpone it! Get me flight tickets immediately! We’re going back to Neve!”

Sam had also noticed that something was off. “What’s going on in Neve?”

“Deirdre is threatening to commit suicide on the third floor of the villa.”

He wanted to hop on a flight to return to Neve, but doing so was not as simple as he thought it would be. There was no available flight now, and the earliest flight would take off at midnight.

He would need to wait five more hours.

Forget about five hours. Deirdre might not necessarily be able to withstand three hours in the cold wind given her health condition.

Brendan could only arrange for a private jet, so more than two hours had already passed by the time he arrived in Neve. He ran through all the red lights on the way home and found the woman’s emaciated. figure on the third floor when he reached the courtyard.

dress was blowing in the wind, her eyes were shut, and her face was ghastly pale

his back get drenched in cold sweat and went running upstairs, gritting his teeth. He bumped into Dr. Ginger and grabbed his shoulders tightly while he roared in a rage, “What the heck is wrong with you! You actually

“I didn’t know that there was such a dangerous

her off the ledge

“I tried to, but Ms. McKinnon’s hearing is very sensitive. She would pull. herself forward whenever

from anger, and his body broke out in

stop at nothing, huh? You’re not even scared

the woman. Brendan had no idea if it was due to the strong, cold wind in the surroundings but he shuddered in

to lose his temper. “Get

She asked,

could not bring her, of course Should he have dug her

he had, there would only have been bones and

you that

was disappointment and fearlessness in her gaze. She stared in Brendan’s direction with empty eyes. “Brendan, can

lips were trembling, and she was holding back tears as she declared,

heart wrench in

eyes were bloodshot. “Brendan! Answer me! Is Ophelia