Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 903 Seize This Chance

"Here's the thing. We don’t give a damn who you'll end up marrying, but since we’ll be staying together for a while, let me give you a piece of advice," Deirdre said a little apathetically. "Mrs. Engel is going to be your housekeeper and your cook. That means she has plenty of chances to surprise you, don't you think?"

Mrs. Engel caught on. "She's right, Miss McKinney. Protecting yourself against obvious enemies is one thing, but against someone who you depend on? It would be easy for me to place some pins on your pillow... Or spit in your filet..."

Charlene's expression darkened before the older woman finished. "You dare!?"

Mrs. Engel shot a disgusted glare. "What's stopping me? I'll quit once Miss McKinnon leaves anyway. You don't even know where my home is. I am not scared of your petty payback!"

Charlene gnashed her teeth for a while before her ire subsided a little. She glared daggers at Deirdre and turned her umbrage back against the latter." You turn being a doormat into an art form, huh? You’re looking at the one who murdered your mom right now, and your reaction is, 'Alright. Cool, cool.' "Aren't you going to push me down the stairs and check in at the detainment center for another alternative vacation?"

she was seeing through her. "Your judgment day is coming, Charlene. One

instinct was to laugh, but Deirdre's glare was so cutting that it made her sneer "b*tch!" under her breath. She curled the corner of her lips and smiled. "I don't know what judgment

upstairs, her hips swinging in selfsatisfaction. A moment later,

ignore her, but Deirdre clapped on

one farthest from Brendan's room. Naturally, Charlene insisted snobbily

to claim her territory, Mrs. Engel descended the stairs anxiously. "Why did Mr. Brighthall invite a woman this vile here? This is outrageous and unacceptable! This is unfair to Miss

this enough, but this time, you need to do as I say," she advised solemnly. "Charlene is not someone you can cross without consequences, so it’s best you don’t get her way. She could strut and act like she's above me, but she's explicitly forbidden from

knew Deirdre was simply expressing concern for her well-being under this new order. "But I just- God, I can’t stand that vixen! She's the man-stealer! She has no right to... And Mr. Brighthall,

me. I’ll have nothing to do

calculation-it was part of Brendan's effort to control the media and the narrative they waved. With Charlene here, the reporters would have the pictures they