Chapter 935 Who Did the Makeup For You?

Deirdre was stunned into silence for a moment. Then, a series of footsteps came, announcing an intruder.

Charlene strode inside the room. Brendan and Deirdre were about a few meters apart, with the latter staring at the floor with an awkward grimace.

"Bren!" She cried out while secretly seething. Damn it! No matter how hard she tried to prevent it, this b*tch would always find a way to charm Brendan! Suppressing her rage, she smiled and asked, "What happened? Miss McKinnon’s wearing a terrible grimace."

What she called "a terrible grimace" was really just Deirdre's face turning red from being flustered. Charlene could not tell, but Brendan could-and he gave a long, hard look.

"Nothing. Bumped into her after coming back here from work. We talked a little." "Really? Was a talk enough for her to make that face?" Charlene remarked coquettishly as she snaked her arm around Brendan's. "Jeez, you should really be kinder and gentler to Miss McKinnon, you know? That kid she's pregnant with is yours, remember?"

Every choice of her words was designed to flaunt her status as Mrs.

do tomorrow. "Bren, we're going to take

Brendan nodded.

"Would you like to tag along, Miss McKinnon? You seem starved of entertainment at home anyway, so maybe you

would be brilliant

these things!

She feigned timidity. "Inexperienced."

experience for your next marriage. Now, if there's nothing of note to

She left.

a show of hurt. "Did I say something wrong, Bren?

watched the young woman's back disappearing into the horizon, his eyes twinkling. When he spoke, though, he

was soon the end of the month. Brendan's PR machine was a success- the wedding became the talk of the entire city.

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