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?"

Brendan still heard his voice and stopped in

ashen pale

jacket the figure was wearing was familiar to him. It was exactly the

with rage. At that moment, he just wanted

he soon calmed himself down. After all, Deirdre would never allow another man

someone else had the same jacket?

not Deirdre, but he found it impossible. He could not calm

was filled

grabbed at Whelan's arm and pleaded, "Let's go.

was still shrouded in confusion, he decided to do

to reach the lower floor, a voice erupted

"Stop!"

was a finely sculptured face. It wouldn't even be far-fetched to say that he was a masterpiece of God, and even as a man, he was enthralled

piercing gaze. It seemed to Whelan that he was

front of a woman he liked, so he raised his voice and protected Deirdre

frowned at his action. He walked down the stairs step by step and fixed

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