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.

splash she made caused laughter to erupt from the bystanders. She flailed, struggling to keep herself afloat, and screamed

colored Joan's eyes. This idiot tried to rat her

occurred to him that this was the name Declan had mentioned in their call earlier. While Ronan's drunken

like an accident, Brendan later learned that someone had told

That someone? Joan Wood.

if it happened once. But the fact that she was here when the

Brendan's expression darkened.

after Brendan vanished from sight. By that point, the young woman had

disappeared into the crowd, quietly shaken by the

first thing Brendan did after they returned to the hotel was to kick the bathroom door open and fill the tub with hot water. He then quickly moved to undress Deirdre, who snapped back to her senses as

as hard as she could, obviously not letting the man sneak even an inch of a

to slip. There’s a clean towel on the

into the welcoming embrace of a warm bath. When she was finally feeling better, she climbed out,

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