Chapter 688 Who's He?

30 feet... 15 feet... 7 feet...

Deirdre's heart was hammering rapidly inside her chest as her fingertips went cold. Then, with a stomp, the man's feet landed on the staircase.

At that moment, Deirdre's heart skipped a beat as well.

Both of them were right above the stairs while Brendan was behind them.

Brendan continued to climb the stairs, and apparently, he did not notice them. Soon, he arrived next to them in a few steps, and his body scent tickled Deirdre's nostrils.

Just when Deirdre thought something was about to happen, he walked straight past them and headed up to a higher floor.

'He didn't notice me?'

When the thought surfaced in Deirdre's brain, she felt as if all her energy had left her body. She let go of Whelan and found that her back was wet with sweat.

"Miss McKinnon, can you tell me what happened?” Whelan asked, "Are you alright?"

voice low, Brendan still heard

pale as Brendan

man’s arms, and the jacket the figure was wearing was familiar to him. It was exactly the same jacket that he had personally chosen not long ago when Deirdre

constricted as he was overwhelmed with rage. At that moment, he just wanted to go forward

himself down. After all, Deirdre would never allow another

someone else had the same

figure in the man’s arms in front of him was not Deirdre, but he found it impossible. He could not calm himself down anymore, so he took a deep breath and walked toward

was

pleaded, "Let's

he decided to do as Deirdre

they were about to reach the lower

"Stop!"

was a finely sculptured face. It wouldn't even be far-fetched to say that

and his piercing gaze. It

so he raised his voice and

He walked down the stairs

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