Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 886 We’ll Join The Event

"No, I did not. My only evidence is what I heard from my mom. She said when a woman's pregnant with a girl, their skin starts to glow and become smoother than ever. It's happening to you."

Deirdre instinctively rubbed her face and felt none of that. "You're making it up. I feel no difference!" 'That's because you can't see it." Brendan teased her, smiling. "Or... maybe my eyes have the lover filter on."

Deirdre turned her attention back to her soup as the rest of her body erupted into flustered flame.

It was then that Sam rushed inside. Seeing the couple having their meal, he looked down and greeted them. "Good morning, Mr. Brighthall. Miss McKinnon."

Brendan took a sip of the soup. "What?" 'Those old farts in the company are hosting an event tonight. They're going to promote Desmond Griffin as the acting CEO!” Sam answered, gritting his teeth.

happen! I'm sure they

what?" "You're coming

her trance and

a murder suspect

not," Brendan answered placidly. "Everything that is happening is because of us, right? We’re the main characters. We

rose and clapped her on the shoulder. 'They won't

3:00 p.m. when the stylists came. Their arrival showed Deirdre that Brendan

draping across the carpet. Putting it

to make Deirdre look sprier, yet the effect shocked all of them. She was so impossibly gorgeous that the artist had to praise her. "You are so insanely beautiful, Miss McKinnon! No wonder Mr. Brighthall's head-over-heels with you. Even I'm going to have a crush on you

it did was imbue her with the vulnerable air of a mysterious but beautiful waif. Everyone would look at her and feel the

smile. Stylists were notorious for heaping compliments aimed