Chapter 602 Why Is He So Important?

"Either you jump, or your family business is wiped out of the face of this city. Your call,” Brendan sneered. He pulled Deirdre even closer in his arms and smirked. "I bet someone who knows I'm a Brighthall would also know who I am, right? I can destroy a small-fry company with a snap of my finger, so maybe don't try my patience."

"N-No, Mr. Brighthall! No!" Zinerva pleaded, alarmed.

Deirdre had almost died just now because nobody helped. Judging by Brendan's tone, nobody would dare to even rescue Zinerva unless he allowed them to! "I can't swim, Mr. Brighthall- I'll die if I go down there! Please, show some mercy! It was just an accident!"

Brendan’s tone was as frigid as permafrost. 'Three. Two."

Zinerva’s lips trembled. Everything she had worked hard for-her image, her reputation, everything-was going to ruins. If news of this got out... she would become the joke of the circle. She could kiss her dream of becoming a socialite goodbye!

But Brendan would punish her family's company if she refused to jump!

Zinerva had never been so devastated by regret in her life. Then, before Brendan counted to one—she took the leap, nerves frazzled.

herself afloat, and screamed

tried

Wood, huh?" Brendan narrowed his eyes. What a familiar name. It suddenly occurred to him that this was the name Declan had

made to look like an accident, Brendan later learned that someone had told him where the

That someone? Joan Wood.

could call it a coincidence if it happened once. But the fact

Brendan's expression darkened.

made. The staff only dared to rescue her after Brendan vanished from sight.

quietly shaken

water. He then quickly moved to undress Deirdre, who snapped back to her senses

could,

could only look away and murmur, "Be careful not to slip.

herself into the welcoming embrace of a warm bath.

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