Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 863 I Owe Too Much to Her

"Mr. Brighthall! Why are you suddenly showing up at the police station? Could it be that the video clip posted online is true? Did your ex-wife's cousin really push Charli down the stairs?" "Are you here at the police station to handle this case? What sort of punishment will Deirdre be subjected to?" "Someone posted online claiming that you're going to protect your exwife's sister. Is that true? Is your conscience clear to Miss McKinsey, your fiance whom you're about to marry soon and who loves you so deeply? Or you’re having feelings for Deirdre because she looks similar to your ex- wife?" 'The murderer must be convicted! Let alone the fact that the victim is the future wife of the Brighthall Group's owner. Mr. Brighthall, we will be scrutinizing this case as citizens, and we want you to give us a satisfactory reply! Don't disappoint Miss McKinsey's love for you! Don't disappoint our trust in you!"

The crowd was enraged, and they encircled Brendan.

Brendan was capable of using all sorts of ways to deal with these people if they were journalists, yet these people were all passersby.

Brendan could only keep his mouth shut.

"I have no comment. Make way!"

would never let the opportunity slip. They aimed their cameras

from the station came to mediate the situation. Only then did Brendan manage to leave the

his eyebrows, suppressing his anger. Sam's expression was solemn as well, and he drove the car until they arrived at a deserted place before he stopped the

figuring out a way to suppress public opinion online, the online community is still continuing their heated discussion. What should we do now?" "Where’s Declan?

in his law career. He had won countless cases in court, and Brendan could only set his mind at ease if Declan were to handle

I already called him an hour ago. Mr. King told me that he will come over at

got off the plane at 1:00 a.m., already looking tired. After exiting the airport, Brendan was waiting for him in the car. Brendan had smoked quite

fanned away the cigarette

I wasn't planning on