Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 354 A Chance Meeting

“Wait, so you two are not…” Tobey froze for a moment before sighing in relief. “Oh my God, Dee! You almost gave me a heart attack!

“Listen very carefully. The last thing we common folks wanna do is to find ourselves involved in these nobles‘ skirmishes. We don’t have status or wealth to back us, Dee. The only thing that’s gonna come out of this is us being chewed up and torn apart by the chaos.”

Deirdre felt her entire body turning into stone. She closed her eyes, her eyelids trembling, and wished someone had told her this earlier. If only someone had told her sooner. God, things would have been so different!

“I know what you mean, Toby. But I’m only acquainted with Mr. King because he’s the man behind the plans to develop Alnwick into a tourist spot.”

“Oh, so it was him.” A severe look crossed Tobey’s face. He mulled it over for a second and frowned. “It’s a profitable business and all, yet I can’t help but find this a little suspicious. Why does a man with that much power and resources want to focus on a place most people can’t even point out on a map?”

“He said Eastgene has completely become his brother’s domain, so he has to strike out on his own.”

Tobey relaxed. “Huh.”

Deirdre bit her lip. “There’s one more I need information on, Toby. Please.”

“Kyran Reed?”

was stunned.

ask, Dee. The man’s too mysterious for my taste, and the fact that he’s trying to get close to you? Well, I don’t think I can sleep well

so much, I don’t even know if I

than just neighbors. We’re friends. I’m not doing this because I like you,” Tobey said quickly. “You should rest. One of my friends is a journalist, and I’m sure he can help me with this. Call you

“Sounds good. Thank you.”

lay on her bed. The cost of her emotional roller–coaster must

open

She fell asleep.

it was already late evening. She made her way to the bathroom and took

calling from behind the

opened the

member smiled. “Good evening! Mr. King told me to get you some dinner before sending

thanked her bashfully and dutifully ate some dinner. A few

“You good?”

Her appetite was just not

handed them to her before sending her

wind more and more tightly, and headed to the elevator. She was about to get in when she heard a voice saying, “Mr. Brighthall! Do you need my