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.

keep herself afloat, and screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help me! Help me,

tried to rat her out

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

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

That someone? Joan Wood.

a coincidence if it happened once. But the fact that she

Brendan's expression darkened.

staff only dared to rescue her after Brendan vanished from sight. By that point, the young woman had lost at least five

disappeared into the crowd, quietly shaken by

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 soon as he removed the first button.

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

only look away and murmur, "Be careful not to slip. There’s a clean towel on the rack...

her wet clothes and submerge herself into the welcoming embrace of a warm bath. When she was finally feeling better, she climbed out, put

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