Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 195 The Letter is the Only Possession Left by Her

Brendan’s sharp brows were tightly furrowed. He was about to speak when Deirdre said, “But I know

that he was just a fake cop. Apart from the fact that he suddenly found the villa’s location for no

apparent reason today, he talked about almost the same things as that person the other day.”

“What?” Brendan sounded alarmed. “What did he say?”

“He claimed that my mother Ophelia died a year ago after jumping off a building.”

Brendan’s entire body tensed up as soon as he heard the remark.

“Those people are all talking nonsense!”

“Hmm, I know,” Deirdre said. “I believe that you wouldn’t lie to me.

Brendan fell silent once again. After a long silence, he asked, “What’s that letter on the table?”

He had come in such a rush that Sam had not managed to brief him on all the details.

Deirdre was stunned for a moment before she answered, “It’s just a letter. It’s nothing important.”

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The letter had come out of nowhere, so Brendan refused to believe that it was as unimportant as

Deirdre had casually described it to be.

He stepped forward and grabbed the letter. He took one glance and saw Ophelia’s name signed on it.

He then furrowed his eyebrows deeply and said, “What is this? Why is Ophelia’s signature here?”

Deirdre’s expression turned stiff for a moment before she answered, “It was forged by the fake cop. He

claimed that this was my deceased mother’s unclaimed possession, the only thing left behind after she

jumped off the building.”

“Your deceased mother’s possession? These people have lost their minds!” Brendan’s veins bulged up,

and he was determined to find the culprit who had stirred up trouble. He caught Deirdre off guard when

he tore the letter into shreds. “It’s fake, it’s all fake!”

The very moment the letter was torn up, Deirdre’s expression froze. She reacted by throwing herself at

him. “Don’t tear it up! Brendan! Don’t… Don’t tear it!”

Brendan’s expression was icy, and he scattered the pieces of the letter into the air after destroying it

fully. “Why do you care about it? It’s fake anyway. I can give you as many forged letters as you want!

Leaving this letter around will only make you grow more suspicious.”

He had never heard about this letter or the deceased woman’s belongings. Those items had all been

claimed by Ophelia’s enemy.

Deirdre’s gaze was unfocused. She nodded after a long time and answered, “Yes, these are all fake,

and it’s useless for me to keep them indeed.”

Before Brendan could speak, she raised her head once again and said, “When are you going to let me

meet her in real life then? I’ve missed her.”

“Don’t worry. I’ve already made arrangements. I promise you that I won’t go back on my own word. It

will happen within two weeks.”

“Sure, I believe you.”

Sam came rushing over to Brendan after walking outside. He passed a document to him and said while

breathing heavily, “Mr. Brendan, the result of the investigation is here. That person is a police officer

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indeed, and all the information he provided is true. None of it was forged.”

It was not forged?” Brendan furrowed his eyebrows. “What brought him here then, and what is with that

letter?”

“The letter was real too and it was the only possession left behind by Ophelia.”

Brendan grabbed Sam by his collar as soon as Sam made that remark, his dark pupils constricting.

“What did you say?!”

Sam answered once again, “That letter… was the only possession left behind by Ophelia…”

Brendan shoved Sam away and stared at his hands closely. Had the item that he had torn up been left

behind by Ophelia?

He felt an intense headache. He instructed Sam to take Deirdre to the living room while he headed to

the room. He picked up the letter shred by shred and glued the pieces back together bit by bit.

Ophelia had been well on some days and bad on others. She had not behaved like a child at all times,

nor had she cried all the time. She had only had short periods of soberness, though. Perhaps the letter

had been written by her when her head had been sober.

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