Chapter 848 You Disappoint Me

What is going on? Had Brendan been deceiving her all along!?

Mrs. Engel was trying her best to comfort the distraught young woman. " Miss McKinnon, please calm down! You can’t just listen to something she said and immediately believe her, right? Why is whatever she said automatically real? Mr. Bright hall's gunshot wound is real, you saw that. There was no lie about that!"

She was right. Brendan’s injury was real, or he would not have been so hurt he could not sleep. Henry's sister could have lied just to gain forgiveness and sympathy.

And yet, Deirdre's mind was in disarray. Any mood she had to stay in the shopping district was gone. She hailed a cab and quickly returned to the mansion.

She strode into the living room and found nobody there. She rose the stairs to where the study was, and right before she pushed the door open, she heard sounds-a conversation.

The mole hides well, so it’s not easy to sniff them out for the time being.” "Hmph. What’s

predicted, Mr. Brighthall. Those people wouldn't have jumped the gun and exposed themselves sooner if you didn't shoot yourself in the

"Over 3:00 p.m., sir.” "Pass me my car keys. I should take her home

up and found himself staring face-to-face with the woman he was thinking about. His black eyes reflected

were red. She swung and decked her hand across his cheek as hard as she

McKinnon!" Sam sprang out from the room frantically, 'This is not what you-" 1 "Shut up,

felt like ground zero to a nuclear blast. Her body was trembling despite herself. She was livid-and so utterly disappointed. His duplicity was far from a white lie. This was a deliberate con where she was the butt of the joke. She believed him! She believed he would stick his neck out to

glare at Sam. "I thought you'd never lie

sake? Or was he hurt for the sake of setting me up as the dunce? For the sake of gaining my sympathy and care when

eyes went icy.

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