Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 872 Her Exposed Wrist

What did they mean when they said Brendan himself was in hot water?

What was going on out there?

Deirdre could not stop from asking the police officer leading her away, "C- Can I ask? What has happened while I'm here? Why can't I be released?"

The police officer regarded her visage. Her experience so far had dealt a blow to her appearance-she looked so feeble. She was so beautiful that nobody could expect her to be so capable of murder. A gorgeous sight like her pushing another woman down the stairs to kill the latter!?

"Even if I don't answer your question, I'm pretty sure you can guess it by this point, right? Or are you telling me you don't know what you’ve done?"

Deirdre stared at him, confused.

"Jesus Christ, what’s wrong with the world... Everyone knows you pushed an innocent young woman down the stairs in an attempt to kill her, okay? And that's just the first taste of the whole scandal, apparently!

of the Brighthall Group has revealed that you and Mr. Brighthall are lovers, which means the sh*tstain you left soiled the entire business group altogether! Aren't you a piece of work? No wonder Brighthall’s coming to see

police officer was willing to talk. He turned back forward and

was blank. So many things seemed to have happened... and now, even the

as she was led into

side of the window. Seeing her, he instantly rose to his

to disguise the fatigue in his voice, but it did clue Deirdre in as to why it had taken him so late to finally see her. He

You should be resting instead of coming here, Brendan. We can talk when you're free," she said. 'You don't have to worry about me being here.

out there. All it did

his impulse back to the back of his mind. "I'm sorry. Something's happened outside, so now you have to stay here a little while longer. I promise that I'll personally come to bring you home when everything's settled." "Okay." His palpable

was worried Brendan would notice something

love was practically oozing out from his eyes. "Won't you spare me the time

turning back to see him.

sweating