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?"

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

it made her sneer "b*tch!" under her breath. She curled the corner of her lips and smiled. "I don't know what judgment that’s supposed to be,

like that, Charlene strutted upstairs, her hips swinging in selfsatisfaction. A moment

thought to ignore her, but Deirdre clapped on

forced herself to answer Charlene's call, though she deliberately offered the one farthest from Brendan's room. Naturally, Charlene insisted snobbily on living in the room

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

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

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!

me. I’ll have nothing to do with Brendan after the

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

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