Chapter 913 It Happened

Charlene wanted to ignore it, but a glance at the screen made her change her mind.

Deirdre's voice came as soon as she answered it, murmuring, "When are you coming home, Brendan? I... I’m having some difficulty breathing.

Please take me to a hospital." 1

Breathing difficulty?

Charlene snickered to herself. God, what a pathetic excuse this b*tch had cooked up. Deirdre acted as though she did not care, yet quietly proved that she was hoping she could win Brendan's heart through her kid anyway. What a wh*re.

"It hurts to burst your bubble. Miss McKinnon, but it's me. Bren's not in a state to answer your call, I'm afraid."

Deirdre spoke coldly. "Why isn't he answering me? What's he doing next to you?" "Well..." Charlene gave a chuckle worth more than a thousand words. "Do you really want me to spell it out, Miss McKinnon?" "Where is Brendan!?" Deirdre's voice was shaking. "I want him to

hung up the call and felt exhilarated. After all those times of being second place to Deirdre, she finally had her chance. She ogled at Brendan, who was still unconscious beside her, with a look of

a sum of cash to a staff member at the bar. "Help me

lodging upstairs. As soon as the staff placed him there, Charlene began removing her clothes excitedly. When she was bare naked, she moved on

frowned and groggily woke up a

Charlene's heart stopped.

he grumbled. 'Turn it off." "Of course! Right away!" She chirped, getting back to her feet and turning to

strutted back to the bed and touched the man on the bed. There was a strange scent in the air tonight-a fragrance that somehow

kissed him. Or rather, she drank him like a

then everything was a

last night, though, she could not stop herself from smiling. She turned to her side and drank the view of the man illuminated by

and the rest of the mortals. It did nothing to

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