Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 708 This is All Your Fault!

Mr. Cruz had hardly finished his sentence when a very stormy-faced Brendan threw a punch at Mr. Cruz's nose.

The older man wailed and collapsed on the floor as blood sprayed from his broken nose.

That was only the beginning. Brendan's face had twisted into a vein­popping, nightmarish glower. He grabbed Mr. Cruz by his collar and dished out more punishment square on his face. Every hit was rock solid, and even as blood was spraying, there was no sign of Brendan lessening his force.

It happened so quickly that the crowd was too startled to say anything or pull him away. They just gawked at him, though one of them managed to be aware enough to cry out, "What are you doing, BrighthalI? That's Mr.

Cruz right there! You're going to need his favors, right!?”

"Since when have I ever needed any f*cking favor from a sh*thead!?'' Brendan thundered, his eyes dangerously red. His gaze was so sharp it was like the service end of a dagger, and the man promptly shut himself up, pale.

Brendan gave a few more kicks to the older man on the floor as hard as he could. He wished he could murder him already, but Deirdre's welfare was his priority. He removed his coat and covered her with it.

his chest. Taking a deep breath to suppress his roaring emotions, he said, "I'm sorry... But I'm here now. I'll

Deirdre into his arms and made his way to the

hand on his face. "F*ck you, BrighthalI! F*ck you!" he shouted almost unintelligibly. "How dare

shut up. They could not afford

turned to

Neve makes you the king of everywhere else, punk!?" Mr. Cruz continued. "Mark my word,

snorted. "Ha!

sh*t to hacks like Mr. Cruz? He never had and never

out of the room before giving a simple command, "Don't let

led a gang of bodyguards inside. Then, he closed the

tightly as he cursed at his own tardiness. He had already suspected something amiss when Charlene started acting even dingier than she already was, but it took a call from Declan about Deirdre's disappearance to clue him in about her possible scheme.

his eyes as belligerent Iividity shadowed his face. None of the employees dared step in his way

He gripped the young