Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 904 This Is Unfair to Miss McKinnon!

"Where's Deirdre?"

Mrs. Engel's impression of Brendan had sunk to its nadir. Had he not been her employer, she would have ignored him as though he did not exist." She's in her room." "Hmm."

He sounded so non-committal and nonchalant it irritated Mrs. Engel enough to speak out. "Mr. Brigthall, Charlene McKinney arrived and told me to prepare a guest room for her. She said she’s going to stay here for a few days!" "She’s here already?" Brendan remarked flatly. There was no sign to paint his reaction to lean either joy or disgust. In fact, it sounded as if he had been expecting it to happen. "Her injury hasn't healed yet, and I'm not usually at home. You should pay some attention to it while you can."

Mrs. Engel was appalled. "And you don't think this is unfair to Miss McKinnon, Mr. Brighthall? She’s pregnant with your child, sir, while you invite Charlene to stride into a house that belongs to the both of you as if-" "Is dinner ready?" Brendan suddenly interjected.

She froze. "Y-Yes, sir." "Get Charlene and Deirdre."

Brendan's attitude made it clear that he brooked no defiance. It stealthily reminded Mrs. Engel of her position as a mere employee and domestic worker. Thus, the older woman had no choice but to set the food on the table before calling out to the women upstairs.

It did not take Charlene long to show up.

was dressed in a thin, flimsy spaghetti dress barring almost too much

motive was

hip and sat next to Brendan, whose eyes remained nailed at his documents without ever

and said, "Bren? No work allowed at the dining

into his folder and

stoic as ever. It was as if

quick to answer. "Mrs. Brighthall said she's not

supposed to feel well at all? Brendan had brought another woman home! Mrs.

did not seem concerned either. "If her gastric is acting up again, just summon a doctor tomorrow and see what's wrong." "I... I hear

once in a while, and then you lose your appetite. I don't think it's that big of a problem, though. She could always just come back to

her head and ordered

She filled two glasses-one for Brendan, one for herself-and pushed