Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 634

Chapter 634

Chapter 634 He Didn't Do It for Her

Brendan spoke so coldly that Cillian could not help halting his movements for a moment. By the time he realized his reaction, he despised his reaction and leaned over in preparation to kiss her.

In the next moment, a loud noise echoed from outside suddenly.

Wynne came from outside in a rush. His face was green with rage and pale with fear. "Someone's coming, Mr. King!"

More than ten cars and a helicopter surrounded the private residence densely. Before Cillian could respond to the situation, someone had already shot the door lock, kicked down the door, and charged into the house.

Cillian wanted to react by running, but those people had already arrived and captured everyone, including Cillian and all his subordinates.

Sam took a glance at Deirdre on the sofa and then looked at Brendan apologetically. "I'm sorry that I'm late, sir."

Brendan did not respond. Instead, he took away the gun from Sam's hand and dragged along his extremely painful body to walk to Cillian step by step.

His expression was somber, and his dark eyes were filled with killing intent.

Gillian's entire body was shaking from fear. "What are you doing!? Brendan! The Eastegene police won't let you off if you kill me, nor will the Kings!”

Brendan smirked and said, “Don't worry. It will be too easy for you to let you die.”

"What-"

A shot was fired!

"Gah!"

Following the gunshot and screaming, Cillian held his arm, which was bleeding profusely, and collapsed to the floor in a distorted manner. The stench of blood was pungert.

Gillian's body was twitching as he lost consciousness.

Deirdre’s mind went blank due to the unexpected change of events. She tugged at her clothes, her entire body shivering in the cold.

"Miss McKinnon..." Sam sounded bitter when he said, "Are you alright?"

Deirdre nodded but was still incapable of recovering from the shock. When she calmed down, she asked, "Is Cillian dead?”

"He won't die. Mr. Brighthall is still going to use Gillian’s life to strike a deal with the Kings.”

Deirdre batted her eyelashes. ‘Strike a deal? Is this the motive of Brendan's return?’

Brendan returned after throwing away the gun and found Deirdre sitting absentmindedly on the sofa. He heaved a sigh and walked over.

"I'm taking you to the hospital."

"It's fine." Deirdre wrapped her arms around herself to stop herself from shaking. She was still overwhelmed with fear. She had been keeping her cool with greater effort a moment ago, yet she was filled with lingering fear at this very moment.

She came to understand deeply that she and Brendan were of two different worlds. She was incapable of enduring his tricks and mercilessness.

Initially, she had no idea why Brendan would backtrack, but she came to realize now that he had come prepared from the start. It was the reason he had the boldness to come alone. He had had to suffer hardship only because Sam and his team were late. He had not come to save her or knelt down for her.

“I'm taking you back then.”

Deirdre moved her body. "Back where?"

Brendan said, "Back to Neve, to home."

"Home?" Deidre was caught in a daze as she found it ridiculous. "I don't have a home. I don't know where my home is ever since my mother died. I feel like I can go anywhere, but I'm always the outsider no matter where I am.

Brendan's dark eyes moved quickly. Deirdre took a deep breath and said," Thank you for coming to save me today, Brendan. It's possible that I would have lost my chastity if not because of you. However, I wouldn't be enduring this hardship if not because of you too. Hence, let's just be done with everything that happened today."

She would always remember how Brendan hung up the call without hesitation when she was abducted and got into a car to return to Neve.

His priority was to ensure his own safety, and he ignored her survival, so why should she be grateful for his help?

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